"Are you going to have a wank too?" asked Liam but his brother declined as he had to go out and sort out a few things. "Besides, I will enjoy myself a... bit later today. If you want to, join me then" said Max and they agreed to meet up later as they knew their parents would be going out.As usual their Mother made them a nice supper and then both parents told their sons not to stay up too late and that they would be back at about 11 p.m. The boys wished them well and settled down on the large. I told her to pick up the card, like she had earlier in the evening. When she did, I said, "Stay just like that! Now look in the mirror at what he got to see." When she looked up, I could tell then, that she knew he'd seen all of her tits. At first she was pissed. She was going on about the next time she saw him, she'd tell him she didn't appreciate him looking down her top like that. I told her she should be proud, that he was interested in looking at them and how it was a compliment to her.. It hurt a bit, although not as much as he'd thought, and he enjoyed it.The patterned remained though, as it did for the nearly three years they were together, that mainly Barry was the 'fucker, ' and Jez the 'receiver.' It was just the way things were, what they both enjoyed.A couple of months after Barry's birthday, they both left London, away from their judgemental friends and families, who still didn't know they were gay, or at least never overtly voiced this opinion.The two of them had. " Don't you normally stay at Pablo's until it closes?" I asked, assuming she worked until two in the morning, or at least until final call. "Why the rush to leave?" I am on most nights," Heather explained. "But I have a lot of regulars come in and buy from me on Fridays, so I usually manage to get out of there at a good hour. I'm sorry," she said."Well, if you must, you must," I sighed theatrically, bringing a smile and a giggle to Heather's face."I must," she agreed, bending as she stood up.