We’re all going to the Meat Palace once they get here.” said Max.“Good thinking. I know how people love to fly from Montana to New York for stea...k.” said Nick.“Brazilian barbecue.” Max reminded him. “I’ll ask Raoul to make his salmon and cream cheese maki tomorrow. I bet they never had that in Bozeman.”“They’re from Green Mountainside where there are some really excellent cooks, but you might be right.” Nick acknowledged. “Do you have any new business for me?”Someone knocked on Max’s apartment. She pondered. "I might want to go to the prom. You can't take me. Maybe Brad will." I think that senior boys may take anyone they want. We both know that he wants you. I mean, he's the king of the hill and no one would challenge his choice." Is that okay with you? We've been struggling. You'll have Anita or Jordyn or?" Listen. If I had a girl to go with, I'd do ir in a wink if they'd let me in. I'm not old enough."Although I loved her, I realized that Anna was branching out. She attracted. " "Oh yes, I forget you don't know it!" "No" "Have some bread" I move closer. Our eyes meet with warm smiles of welcome. I reach my hand in the bag on your lap and throw a few crumbs to the ducks. We fall into conversation absorbed in each other. Ducks get occasional crumbs from one or the other of us. I reach into the bag, not much left. At the bottom the bag is still on your lap. Through the thin bag I can feel your leg. My finger tips start to move, a mini massage on the top of your thigh.. A minute or so later, I moved my hand again so it was lightly resting on his thigh as we spoke. Again, he didn't say anything, just kept talking about how this girl would suck his cock. I slowly moved my hand up his leg, very slowly. Again, no reaction. I began to rub light circles along his thigh, by the edge of his boxers, mere inches from his hard cock. My fingers slid under the edge of his boxers (still no reaction) and I could now feel the heat of his cock, an inch away from.