Her hand moved tentatively towards me again, the tips resting on my thigh, light and still.“We need to go see the Hermit. Can you call to see if he ...is there?” I asked.“Yes. He has a phone if he decides to answer it. It is a long trip, over a thousand miles and we will need four wheel drive to get to him.”She waited expectantly, wanting me to carry the thread of our conversation. I was silent, watching her.“That is not the problem, is it? You are wrestling with something else.”“Breakfast you. “Hello, my name is Stuart Armstrong ... how may I help you today?”The call was the delivery company, following up on the delivery.The rest of the day was quiet. We left in our two cars, meeting back at home.The following Thursday, I left at noon to go take my Real Estate Test. Dad gave me a good-luck handshake as I left. I showed back up with Sari and a big smile on my face.We both went to our desks, and I sat down.“Well?” he said, “I know you don’t get the results for about three or four days,. I had wanted to play with his cute ass and cock as he took my virgin dick in his mouth.Mark sucked me, but it was only pleasant. There was no pulsing from deep inside me. It was just a nice feeling. I am a guy who has never jerked off in his life. The only sexual release I had ever had was nocturnal emissions. I was getting my first blow job. You think that I would be ready to blow. I wasn’t even close when he stopped. It really hadn’t done anything for me. It made me think that maybe. Before that happens, I’m quite happy to hear all kinds of bullshit about your achievements.”I paused before I continued. “I don’t want to drink whiskey. I had some dark weeks before getting here, and I’m still a bit careful with my drinking. But I don’t hate women, just my ex.”There was immediate silence, and then George burst out laughing and started to hammer the table with his hand. I also got patted on the back and I heard enough encouragement to last the rest of the year – or two.The beers.