?Tina kept going.?Yo, I said stop!? I yanked her hand off my dick. ?What the fuck is wrong with you?? ?Why does something have to be wrong with me?? Y...ou of all people I thought would. . .??Would what?! Yo, I ain’t with that shit!??I can’t tell.? she grabbed my dick while it was still hard. ?So you’re not going to do it???Fuck no!?Tina looked me in the eyes. I could tell she was hurt. ?You know what, that’s too bad, because I really want you to be the one. Obviously, you can’t see how much this. Foster called and Sheila handed me the phone. “Hello, Mr. Foster. Thanks for delivering the new truck and the red Corvette out here. We’ve already put the truck to work.”“You’re welcome, Josey. I called to tell you that we have six more of your Jeeps here, and if you still want them delivered to your house, we’ll start taking them out there now.““Hey, that’s great. I need you to have two of them brought to the airport, if you will. Oh, and if you can, order me another dozen before they’re all. " Umm, do you want me to?" Yes please!"After I finished eating out my sister, where I kneeled on the washroom floor, we both went back into the living room to meet the other guests who had been invited over on this particular day, including two guys who seemed to be in the midst of a really deep philosophical discussion. "Well, this doesn't match up. Four guys and six girls, and how many bedrooms are there anyway?" Four." Well then, that settles it. There's just not enough guys, or beds, to go. I was lying on a bean bag chair with just a pair of white cotton over sized boxers and a white skin tight cotton wife beater shirt on. I gave Junior the thumbs up as he shut his door and headed out for school. I slowed got up and was surprised Junior had made his full size bed. I tossed my pillow on the top of his bed as I set my alarm clock on my phone. Junior lived with his Dad who I knew for a long time and his new step Mom, whom I had only met twice. His Dad kept a strict house. He was in.