‘So, what’s on the itinerary for tomorrow?’ She asks. ‘Oh, a little more site seeing, some food eating and after that, we’ll just see what C...ums.’ I reply. We spend a few days in Amish country, showing her around all of the sights and visiting many of the local Amish shops. Then, Ashley tells me she wants to see where I live and says that we can spend the rest of her stay there. I take Ashley home and show her to my guest room. ‘Why can’t I stay in your room?’ She asks. ‘Oh, no one said you. First off, I technically wasn't on vacation with them (I'm not taking mine until sometime in August). Due to some unexpected issues with one of my friends I didn't have a ride to and from work. My Dad, being the good person that he is, offered to drive me there until I could get some arrangements made, which resulted in me staying at camp with them. Secondly, everything that could've gone wrong did. We lost quite a few things and a few tempers did end up flaring because of it. Lastly, a few. Glenn placed his hands over mine – holding them while looking at me. I found myself wanting to kiss him. I’d heard an expression once: ‘ … temptation was flowing like wine.’ That was how I felt. Just Glenn holding my hands made me feel like I’d had one glass of wine too many and my temptation was making me feel … lethargic, my eyes felt heavy – like nothing mattered. I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride … to push my conscience aside. We danced again – I don’t know how much later. " he said with a grin.Something was telling me I was making a mistake but just looking at his gorgeous physique was driving me crazy and I found myself dropping tomy knees beside the bed. I ran the palms of my hands down his chest admiring every inch of his torso. I let my right hand lightly brush against his rapidly stiffeningcock through the fabric of his shorts. He lifted himself up from the bed and began to slip the boxer shorts down. I reached out to eagerly helphim extradite himself from.