‘You two are just fucking with me now, right?’ I replied in disbelief. ‘No, but we would like to!’ Margie giggled. The teasing went on as we w...alked around the store, stopping to look at vibrating panties, smaller dildos, butt plugs, and a variety of vibrators. ‘I can’t buy those things for her,’ I said in total embarrassment. ‘That’s something that she would have to get if she wanted them, or we would at least go together to buy.’ The girls said that I was way off, and that it would be a great. No one matters to them at all now. It is just Robert and Katherine, deeply locked into each other’s arms, dancing into the night. The orchestra is there, but it’s felt, more than heard by them. The music plays on more of an ethereal plane for them and them alone. He holds her closely to him, lifts her chin, and looks deeply into her loving, emerald eyes, from whence, a single tear of joy flows from and slides down along her cheek. He takes Katherine’s angelic face tenderly in his hands and. Smithers answered the unasked question: "I'll tutor him forkisses."Chapter Two -- Whither my Zither?Well, that certainly chilled the room.Daddy's mouth was open. My mouth was open. But my mind was racing.Was Smithers gay? Did he like young men like me?Daddy became angry. He began to sputter and was about to verballyassault Smithers. But I said, "Daddy, please wait a second. What doyou mean by that, Dr. Smithers? Kisses from whom? Surely not me!"Smithers smiled slightly, showing good teeth. "I. “Good morning Mr. Temple. How are you today? Getting ready for 18 rounds?”“Well hello Gay Taylor. I’m doing well thank you. You know I have to practice every weekend if I’m every going to beat your score. Even with my handicap I can’t seem to be half the man er I’m ah er I mean player, golfer that you are.” George stammered.“Oh Mr. Temple, your just rusty. Justin has shown me your trophies from college and your pro days. Tell you what, once this term is out, we’ll go hit a round. Get those.