.After a few seconds thinking, I made the decision, went to the door and opened it slowly, there he was, with a smile on his face waiting for me and w...ith his cock hard in his hands, in a fast movement he turned me and sat me in the toilet, I was with my face at the height of his cock, right next to my mouth, I was drunk with the scent that his sex was exhaling, it smells like a sweet perfume to my nose, I did not know that the other male's cock smells was so good, he realizes that I was. Funny, the letter had no return address. Drew appreciated the effort the family put into his party, but like most teen-age boys he was looking forward to slipping away so he could be with his friends. Presiding over the affair was his grandfather, the quirky family patriarch. His grandfather had been born in Romania. There his name was Andreas. When he came to the U.S. 50 years ago, he changed his name to Andrew. His grandfather explained it this way. ‘Between the Nazi’s, War World II and. I want to hear everything," said Jess. "EVERY DAMNED THING." Jess, he's your Uncle for God's sake," laughed Kate. "I'll have to edit at least a little bit." Whatever. So...?" Okay. Well, I don't have to tell you how long I have wished Uncle Bill would notice me the way I wanted him to notice me." I've been listening to you for years, Kate. That isn't news." No, I guess it isn't. Well, something happened when I stayed behind during winter break." Wait a second," interrupted Jess. "You mean to. We've known each other a long time. Hell, after they have been here awhile, bring them down to the farm. By what you've told us, none of the bad guys could ever figure out where Art is, anyway. We'll catch a pretty day and take them horseback riding. The horses don't mind the cold, and Carla and Jessica ride regardless of the weather, plus it's a hell of a lot warmer in the valley than it is up here." Thanks for understanding, Fred. I'll tell them you invited them. Uh, you and I need to get.