I'm not an idiot. Asking me to go to the Dr. and get a birth control prescription was tantamount to saying 'I really want you to fuck other men, ' The...n, buying me the dresses and the shoes; urging me to stop wearing underwear, letting me read Ray's e-mail and then taking the nude photos of me, collectively, had the effect that you and Ray wanted. If flying to Seattle on Friday is what you want, then that's what we'll do.Both knew that they weren't talking about travel plans. When Brooke agreed. I thanked her very much for trying and wondered what else we could do to find her. In the end, the best we could hope for was that Mom would somehow get in touch with Aunt Hilda and we could find her from that.I bought a couple of small things as Christmas presents for her and she gave me a nice sweater and jacket that I really liked. I had been dipping into my small cash reserves for clothes and any addition to that was gratefully received. I only had one more summer to earn some money and I. I didn't want to burden her withthat, I didn't want her to feel that I was weak for not being able tohandle it on my own. I drew in a sharp breath. "No, baby. It's fine. Ijust... can you just do something about my boobs?" Aw, what's wrong with your boobs?" she frowned. "I just got them the wayI like them." Elizabeth, I'm a guy! I don't want these ridiculous hunks of fat hangingoff my chest!" I looked around at everyone watching. God, this was all soembarrassing."Okay, okay, fine." She grinned. My god, I really am a wimp.After a quick glare at me for effect, she continued. “Brad was such a gentleman. He showed me around the store and let me peek in at what was happening in the booths. There are really a lot of guys who love to give blowjobs in this town did you know that? Anyway just seeing all those cocks started getting me a little hot. I think that’s what Brad intended judging from the smile on his face when he saw how flushed I was. So he took me to his private office. Oh, Timmy,.