.." Okay..." But..." He was nice to you?" Yeah."That wasn't all of it, either. "Spit it out, Son. There's nothing you can say that will set me off." I... think he, uh, likes my ass," Pete said finally."Okay," I replied, "How do you feel about that?" Weird." Weird, how?" Well..."I chuckled. "Son, I can read you like a book, so just come out with it." It, uh, might be nice..." Might be," I agreed."I've never done it." Well, you can ask him -- or are you asking me?" I asked."I, uh, you..." He hung. Seriously, just ask any of my friends, any of my ex girlfriends, my ex wife, anybody. I love women. I took women’s studies classes in college. I spent at least 3 years right around the end of high school hating myself for having a penis. I’ve been the ‘best guy friend’ of literally dozens of hot chicks and was completely fine with that because I really did value our friendship too much to let something like sex fuck it up (no matter how many nights I spent viciously masturbating and wondering. .My buddy asked my if I still "puff"? Pulled out 2 joints.I was little shocked because I used to smoke up alot, he never touched it. Now years later I slowed down and he is offering it."What the hell" I said. We went out to the balcony to smoke.We only had the one and with in minutes we were feeling a good buzz.He said those 2 girls got him all worked up and wished my wife was home, so we could get a release.(We have had a 3some with my wife a couple times, But thats another story).He asked. She recognized that just as I do. I do want more than your body. I want you for our company."Pru walked to the row of windows that looked out over a garden toward where the nearly transparent energy fields that define a Controlled Area separated the compound from the rest of the OC world. Terry's candor did not shock her; she had sensed his interest, and knew she returned it to some degree herself. She stood for several moments, thinking, considering, then turned and walked across the room to.