Well actually we were just fucking there was nothing BUT a physical attraction. We use to have some pretty raunchy phone sex while he was working over... night and one night I actually went to his job (he did security for a hotel overnight) and fucked him in the laundry room but that's not what this story is about. So one night he called me and we got into it as usual and I decided to let him come over my house so we can get busy. When he got here and we came up in my room and got right to it. He. Dad stepped over to Ronnie, “Little Ronnie Thomas, you manipulative little weasel. You talked my son into doing stupid shit again.”“No Mr. Hanslein, it wasn’t like that.”“You lying little shit, take your worthless brother and go home.”Ronnie and Grainger just about ran out of the house; the front door slammed shut as I hung my pants over the sink. Dad took me by the shoulders and turned me around. His touch was gentle, almost like he cared. I stood facing the sink, and he ran his hands over my. Slipping his other hand into hers he faced her, taking in the tension of her jaw line, the way her body seemed to gravitate towards his but she restrained the impulse. ‘I have loved three women in my life, love is not a term that I have ever been able to use loosely. The first was my wife, I didn’t know that the eternal bond that she and I shared would be something that would be lost to me so quickly. After her loss I never thought I would love again,’ Michael paused, pulling Tera closer to. It fit, ok it was a little big, and they didn't match, but it was definitely better than having two left shoes.I wandered the East side looking for a better place to bunk. I knew there were the Municipal Lodging House and the Salvation Army shelter, as well as others. My mismatched shoes took me down Doyer Street. It was about 4 PM and the line for the shelter that had been set up in the old Chinese theatre had started to form. I got in line, talking to the others in line I found that the.