We're best friends, right!" You bet! Thanks." I need to talk to Sean though, OK?" Sure."By the way, did you steal those threads from Sean?"Jeff just s...miles. Alex knocks on the office door, even though it's open. "Come in, Alex." Sean, do you have a minute?" For you? Of course." I'm getting mad at Logan too, even though I don't know what he did to Jeff." I hear you." But I'm feeling guilty too. Bad." Do you know why?" I got impatient with Logan." Impatient about what?" I shouldn't say." About. It’s so much more now.Do I hear a snarky comment from you or maybe a scoff?Hmmmpf, is that all? Is that what you’re thinking? Don’t judge a kink until you’ve heard it.Typically I sleep in a colored long-sleeved tee-shirt and I wear boxer brief undershorts that contain thirteen percent Spandex.I love the feel of boxer briefs on my thighs. They are tight enough to hug my thighs, butt, and waist. The Spandex makes all the difference and provides your cock a proper hug while you sleep.On the other. It was needful. But he wasn’t proud. He felt like he had done something wrong, somehow.He thought about Misty. He would, most likely, never be able to see their child, not in any meaningful way. He was sure she’d be a good mother, but he knew what it was like to have no father.He drove on. He wasn’t used to being frustrated. He wasn’t used to feeling like he couldn’t hold his head up. He wasn’t used to feeling like he was spinning his wheels ... going no place ... doing things that. He could hear the familiar sound of a bed squeaking furiously, a woman moaning, and his son's grunts and groans. Frank got a smile on his face. "My son is fucking some girl in his room", he thought proudly. "A chip off the old block", he thought with a huge smile on his face. Frank hated to do it but he lightly knocked on Cody's door. The squeaking stopped abruptly and the room fell silent for a few seconds. Then he heard Cody say, "Who's there?" "Its your dad", Frank replied and as soon as he.