”“Why?”“Oh, I was bored and thought that maybe you could entertain me.”“Entertain you! What are you talking about?”Then she took her lit...tle hand and rubbed my growing cock under my blanket.She smiled and said, “What is this, Jerry? Did you have a wet dream or do guys always wake up with a hard-on? I’ve heard that they do.”Sheryl has long brown hair, blue eyes, and a cute smile that I had often imagined my cock parting. Now here she was rubbing my growing boner, and it was starting to jerk with. I don’t know yet. I might find it quickly, and it might take me all weekend. We’ll be there Friday and Saturday nights, and come back Sunday afternoon. Beyond that, I just don’t know.”“I’m sorry, Lord, I meant no disrespect.”Jack smiled. “I understand. I just don’t know yet. If I get lucky, we’ll be able to have a nice dinner tonight, a full day in Phoenix tomorrow, and then come home Sunday. Hopefully we’ll be able to spend much of that time in bed, getting to know one another again.”Sharley. They both seemed more embarrassed than I was.I said, “If I do this I want your word that you won’t tell a soul. I mean it! I know how guys love to talk. I think it’s kind of sweet that you didn’t try to force me into anything. Maybe you deserve a reward for that. But I’ll never forgive you if this comes back to haunt me.”They both swore to keep it a secret.I stood in front of them for a moment, not so much to get my courage up but just wondering what in the hell had gotten into me that I could. Fuck her.Pulling up into the supermarket parking lot, Mother parked the car. I grabbed the paper, and tore it out of my pad, and put it in my pocket and clipped my pen to the front of my shirt. I got out of the car almost bumping into someone.“I’m sorry.” I said.“It’s all right kid.” The man said, turning back to me.His hair was short, he was wearing glasses, jeans, a t-shirt, and had a standard build. I knew his face. I knew who he was. But bumping into him here? What were the chances? My.