"Eddie can I ask you something?" Sure," he said lifting his fruit juice and taking a drink."We are ok, aren't we, you know after the Gordy thing." Sur...e we are," he replied.I spoke quietly nervously tagging another drag on the cigarette, "It'sjust back there when I wanted to you know," a flush of embarrassment onmy cheeks. "You didn't seem to want to."He reached forward covering my hand speaking quietly he said, "Look I didwant to it's just?. Just that I want the first time to be special forboth. Paresh later told me that he had seen me fucking his slutty mom through the bedroom window. He thanked me for satisfying his sexually starved mom.I told him that I have some official work and I’ll be staying at his place for two days. Paresh told me to fuck his mom till I was at his place. So I spent the rest of the night fuckin Pooja. I fucked her in each and every corner of the house. We even had sex in the shower. She told me that she really enjoyed after a long time and told me to come to. It was the early 70's after all and mini skirts were in style. She was in her mid 20's and I couldn't help but be attracted to her, often day dreaming about what was under that short skirt.I was in the middle of just such a dream, not paying attention to the time or the fact that I had a huge hard-on. The bell rang to end the class and jarred me back to the real world, only to realize there was no way I could stand up and walk out of class with my cock hard and pushing up past the top of my. Oh, and Jorge is the gardener, not a gangster or hood or anything. He’s nice. Um, I think I’m supposed to introduce you to folks, maybe ask you to stay for dinner, show you around. I think Jim or Beverly may want to explain some things to you, give you the lowdown on this place. I’m glad you stayed instead of just bolting for the door! I think Lord DeGraves was kind of worried you might run back to the streets and wind up in trouble again. There’s stuff he can’t talk about. It’s complicated..