Mister Patel was a harmless sort of fellow who would never as much as wink at a female customer with the watchful eye of his spouse in the back room. ...This week she was away in the country visiting her aunt and uncle in the small village that had housing for senior citizens.Josie was ashamed to admit she had groomed Mister Patel for quite some time by squatting down to read the magazines on the bottom shelf and making certain her open knees were pointed in the direction of his low stool where he. Why, I remember this one time one of them booby traps blew up beneath this guy's legs and tore a hole so big in him that his intestines were hanging out where his cock used to be. You don't see shit like that in Los Angeles now, do you?" Uh... no, I guess you don't," Matt said slowly."Can't say as I've ever seen anything like that in LA," Jake had to agree."So... uh... are you saying," asked Darren, "that those charges you have set on the stage could blow my cock off? Because I'm not really. And what details he could not make out with his eyes were generously furnished by his imagination. For one fleeting instant, he thought he ought to be annoyed with the younger people for taking advantage of their time alone at his home to indulge in such wanton perversion. But he knew he would only be betraying his jealousy if he tried to act the irate father. In Dan's shoes, he knew, he would be doing the very same thing.And how he wished he were in Dan's shoes!The blonde's face was wreathed. She told me to go to my room. I protesed, but she shoved me in command. I stomped all the way to my bed.An hour or two later she came in. She said she was sorry. I told her I didn't give a crap. She said that she wanted to do something special for my 20th birthday, which was in 4 days. She told me it was a complete suprise and I'd have to wait. I said Ok, and she left, but not before kissing me on the head.4 days passed and I woke up to a sweet smell. Pancakes. I went out to the kitchen and sat.