I … just thanks.’ She turned back to the sink without answering. Greg was playing again when I got back to the living room. My father sat quietly,... gazing at nothing. I sat next to Greg on the piano bench, careful to stay out of his way. The piece soon ended. My parents started clapping, my mother from the other room. I leaned over, hugged his shoulder, and whispered. ‘It’s OK. You can stay.’ My father set a fire in the fireplace. That’s one of his big joys, for some reason, even if it drains. I also knew that living a fantasy means you’re one fantasy short.Nonetheless I buried this thought, sat down on the bed and gently urged Jon to follow me. No hesitation there. My head was at the level of his waist as I glanced up at him. He just smiled. I took both hands to the top button of his trousers and had him quickly unzipped. All that was left were the Speedo’s which were being stretched tight by a bulging crotch. With my right hand I cupped his covered balls and with the other slowly. “It’s okay,” she laughed. I was more than a little relieved to see that she saw the funny side so quickly.“Sorry, I was just… eager,” I admitted. “When I woke up and you weren’t there I thought you might’ve…”“Gone?” Sally looked down at me. “Oh, no Faye, I wouldn’t just go, especially not after what we’ve done together, okay?”“Okay,” I smiled and looked up. I was still amazed by her gorgeous body, and getting more than a little bit turned watching the water run all over her petite frame. Her. To a man, that distinction tends to matter less.You have no experience with the normal, everyday, nice girls, Jimmy. Before Connie, you've only known flowers that were already in full bloom. Connie will need much more time and care before you finally pluck her from her stem.If you really believe that, if you thought she was ready, then why did you stop?I half believe you, which means that you only half believe yourself. Jimmy, with time, it will be a better, richer, experience for both of you..