‘What the fuck was that,’ she exclaimed looking highly excited. Taylor just looked up, while Laura answered. ‘Hi Jen, and welcome to you too.’... ‘Did I just hear your brother singing…tell me my fucking ears aren’t lying to me?’ Laura laughed, ‘Do you see anyone else in here?’ They were in Taylor’s gym slash recording studio. ‘Holly shit, I remembered you telling me that Taylor could sing, what you forgot to mention, is the fact that he can sing fucking better than anyone we know.’ ‘Yes Jen, I. "Good timing Jen, I'm ready to get back out into the world. So what's up?" I had a feeling I knew already."Looks like we are going to have some new residents here in good old Aster," she said cheerfully."So which one of them are you screwing?" I asked."You know I don't do women, unless somebody puts me up to it and nobody did. I didn't screw James, but I did screw a friend of a friend." she admitted."So you are going to take care of the paperwork and now you have told me to look out for them,. In addition, the trainer would make sure that only the regulation striking part of the glove was used. There was a three round maximum for each sparring session, with each round lasting three minutes with a one minute rest period in between rounds.When the trainer showed up, we entered the ring and the big guy came over and thanked me. He stood good four or five inches taller than I was, and he must have out weighed me by fifty pounds. He appeared to be in good physical condition and didn't. I walked over to him smiling and cupping his cheeks in my hands I kissed him, then pulled away then with my hands on his hips leaned in and his arms were around my neck, our mouths open we snogged. His lips were soft, and our tongues were entwined.As I ran my hands up and down his back for a few moments I lifted his T shirt over his head I could see a lump in his pants. Throwing his shirt on the floor we resumed kissing and my hands gripped his bum then I ran them up and down his back, he.