I got my hand out of your pants and stood up, pretending I was going to the toilet. When she wasn't looking, but you were, I licked my hand clean. You... were smiling. I asked both of you to stay over for the night. I had a spare room. You convinced her, and we went to bed. I heard you fucking her next door. She was either very loud, or you were very, very good. The fucking stopped, minutes passed. I was hard and naked in my bed. I guess I was waiting. But you didn't come. It was morning when you. The bank manager came up and said, "Young man, you did about the bravest thing I ever saw. You stopped him from robbing our bank. I don't know when I ever saw such an act of bravery before."Greg frowned at the crook. "Well, Dog and I had to keep him from robbing the bank. We were going to put our money in here. And I wasn't being all so very brave, I just saw he was getting ready to shoot Dog here and I sure couldn't let it happen." Thank you for the support, Greg. You should realize I would. She sashayed right up to me and said, “I've missed you!" "Thank You, Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.” Then turned with a snap and sashayed back off into the crowd. Everyone around us stopped talking and looked at me. Including the people that weren’t in our group. Then one of the guys said “What have you done?” I just smiled and said, “All I did was dance with her a couple of times and take her to breakfast.” All the comments from the guys were along the lines of BULLSHIT! As they rolled their. Both in the best possible way (the person I wished to be) and in the naughty way too. After this night I would always be most thrilled when I knew I had turned him on unusually intensely. I glanced up at the door and realized that he'd locked it coming in. I realized that he must have known that he wanted this and that thought emboldened me. I supposed it made me feel desired and I stirred against him to provoke some reaction. I just moved a little as if to make myself more comfortable but, in.