Thesenior partners were clearly angry with him and his poor performance.They gave him a great chance for a brilliant career and he kicked it.Finally h...e had to tell Cynthia who acted very supportively to him. Henever mentioned of course that he lost his job because of poorperformance; he simply said that the Firm had to fire several youngerlawyers because they were cutting down costs for financial reasons.He promised that he should start looking for a new job but the prospectswere not good at. I’m ready to reintroduce you back to one another, yet you both still have one more test.”“Oh?” I asked, inquisitively.“Yes” replied Connie, but first, empty your pockets.I did as was asked and placed my car keys, my wallet and my cell phone on the table. Connie picked up my wallet and went through it until she found my driver’s license. She took it out, handed it to me, along with my car keys and my cell phone. “You’ll get everything else returned” said Connie, “as soon as you and your wife. I always tried to imagine how it looked when they fucked. It always got me hot and always got me off. After a few minutes of quiet, broken occasionally by whispers in their room, Chris's voice called, "Dave? You still awake?" I was torn between answering or pretending I slept so soundly that hadn't heard them fucking."Yeah," I answered."Do you want to come and play with us?" Did I want to? Shit, yes I wanted to!"Sure," I answered, and rose from the couch. I had already ditched my underwear, so. So, instead of pinning Stephen in the usual way, I would work my hands up his arms to his wrists and hold him under me that way. He would grind up against me and complain about how I'd won again with his mouth open in a very wanton smile, braces shining. We were both the same age and liked the same stuff, as far as I could tell. Especially our wrestling. But, as young as we were and, as confused as I was, I didn't know what more to do. Stephen crossed that bridge by asking me one day, .