So i guess you could say we texted back and forth for maybe a week and finally sunday night at roughly 9, he invited me over. I drove to his house sur...prisingly he onlylived 10 minutes away. I called ‘grandpa i’m outside’. He directed me to the elevator and as i took the elevator i saw a beautiful black couple entering, they looked at me and smiled, i knew exactly what they were think and i confirmed it by grinning right back at them (she’s getting the dick tnight). I walked in his apartment, i. Mr. Losfeld, couldyou possibly make him be about sixteen instead, and it would be reallynice if maybe you could also make him look like we're his parents." Of course." Another wave from agent Losfeld's hand and the eighteenyear old boy standing nearby was suddenly sixteen years old. His darkbrown hair had become sandy brown like John's. His facial featureswould be more than adequate to prove him John and Abby's son.Brian marvelled at these new changes. At sixteen, he had a whole newlife. I looked up to her face and her eyes were closed. Her hands ran through my hair and I felt a slight pull when I knew I was doing something right. I kissed her all over her stomach, looking for the right spot that she liked attention. Right below her bellybutton, she let out a soft moan and I gave her a lot of attention trailing down to her pants.I was about to unbutton her pants when she told me to wait. I looked up at her in disbelief that she might have changed her mind. “It’s your turn” she. The waitress had also brought the check. A_ rounded it up to the next fivedollars and then handed the waitress another twenty. Yes, that made sense.There had definitely been some collusion in that earlier conversation. NowI realized that the spilled water had been no accident.A_ got up to leave and motioned me up. Hopefully this ordeal was about tobe over. All I had to do was shuffle as naturally as I could to the door.Natural meaning bending at the waist as much as would look normal so Icould.