The way things are developing in my parts of the story makes me think I might need at least one or two more chapters to take readers up to the point R...ob left off. Rob often teases me by saying I can talk the pants off a horse. Apparently, there’s more truth in his teasing than I thought.You’ll remember that in Part Four, Rob and I had “the talk”. It led to some very insightful perspective for both of us. Several days after, I was still thinking through all the ramifications that came from our. I let him have his way with me for a little while and then have him get up off his knees, I begin kissing him passionately, I suck on his tongue and then raise his shirt and suck on his nipples before leading him to the bedroom.Once in the bedroom I have him lye on his back and remove his shorts, his cock is just a mere 4 or 5 inches, he's completely shaved and it is a wonderful sight. I lick up and down his shaft and hear him moaning and then I take all of his cock in my mouth and move my head. Playing outside was our social media. The parents all around us were tight, having beers or cocktails on summer evenings while the k**s ran around d the neighborhood. Typical stuff of a c***ds summer back in the day. The times were good but not the job market...especially in the "rust belt ". A neighbor Dad, who actually had 4 girls and 1 boy a year older than me, who my sisters were best friends with and him and I were good buds, had gotten a job offer in New England, Vermont if I'm not. I've got some etchings I think you might like..."I almost laughed at the absurdity of her line but didn't want to break the flow. I felt like I was acting the part and didn't want to let him down, wait, did my brain just say "him"?When the cab door closed I realized these weren't just roles we were playing, this was going to be the of the direction the night. I could see the cab driver watching us in the mirror, shaking his head as he saw what was going on. He took his hard hat off, reached.