” he spat at me, “I fired that snake yesterday, him and the rest of his cronies.”“Ohh, I didn't know that, you see I wanted ...”“You know... he was spreading rumours that this kennel was going out of business.”“Yes he said that on the phone.”“Did he?” Russell's face grew red, “That fucking snake!” He looked at me and tried to compose himself. “Sorry, it's just that since I fired him everyone else has walked out too, he's started a new kennel in competition so I have on one helping here. I'm up. I had stayed over at his house before and she often came down to breakfast the next morning just wearing a nighty which kept me hard as a rock. I had to walk trying to face away from her it was so bad. So, I took his question with great interest."What do you mean, have sex with Francie?" Well, you know, if you had the chance, would you try to do it with her?"The truth is, oh, would I. I'd give anything, oh, yes. We knew that Francie and her friends were also interested in sex because we had. ”Trent’s minds stops and his body takes over. Answers or no answers, he isn’t going to pass this up, no matter how weird it is. This is probably the reason the old man didn’t want to sell the costume to him. So he complies and sliding his hand inside his shorts and wrapping his fingers around his cock. It feels hot and smooth, and it’s getting stiffer by the second. Her eyes are fixed on the space between his legs. Her lips are open, soft and wet. He pulls it out, revealing it to the. " Okay, I was wrong," she conceded. "But, if I'm going to take the blame,would you at least tell me what happened, so I won't make the samemistake again."I paused."Ginny?" Jamie's gay," I revealed."Ginny, what in the world are you talking about. Jamie's not gay," sheinsisted."What would you call a boy who wears a dress?" I challenged her."Well, if it was Halloween, I'd say he was a boy in a costume. If it wasElizabethan England and he was playing Juliette, I would say he was aShakespearian.