He wasn't wearing pants because he was on his bedpan. His cock was already getting hard. I was relieved to see that it was about the same size as mine..., about seven inches, and circumcised. I placed him in his computer chair and booted up his computer."How do you clean up your messes?" I asked Max."I usually have an old T-shirt nearby and I use that to clean up my mess. It goes in the laundry when it starts to get stiff and funky."I found his wank shirt and lay it on his desk. I pulled one of. It looked really cool to me. So I sped up to see who was driving. It was a black k**, probably around 20 or 21. Young and actually good looking. I never was attracted to any blacks before, but his skin tone and smooth, good looks somehow got me thinking. At the next light, we stopped as it just turned red. We had our windows down and I had a perfect view into his window. He looked over and smiled at me and my heart leaped. He was very handsome. Full lipped and skin the color of coffee with. I noticed that she had underlined one or two uses of the 'Princess of Fire' title, and there were some odd random marks from her pen in the shaving scene, and the scene of the Princess being tormented. On the last page there were a couple of rough spots in the paper, and I recalled her comment that she had cried at the end of the story. Were these her tears on the paper?If they were, then it was obvious that she had grasped the central theme of the story, and her comment about the rest being. .." Now you want your family back?" Brian cut him off. "What do you think about that, Frank? Kinda highhanded of him, ain't it? I mean, the nerve of this man, right Frank? First he leaves, now he wants you back? I'll bet he's already got that little sister of yours won over." Don't talk about Rudy," Frank snapped, his stomach knotting as he wondered where she was, and his temper flaring as he thought about his dad having lost track of her. Frank knew it was a mistake the moment he divulged.