‘I know son, I know,’ he said quietly. ‘Ned is an amazing person,’ Debbie said, ‘and I do love him more than anyone else in the world. That�...��s why I want a friendship with him and maybe more, ten years down the road.’ Ned’s father’s eyes blazed and then he smiled. ‘You have a silver tongue, Debbie Starr. A quick wit and a silver tongue. But I suppose the truth is always easy to express.’ He looked at Ned and grinned: ‘A little abstinence is good for you son, it fires the imagination.’ Ned turned. She assembled the boxes on and around the coffee table and had me point out to her which of things were mine. I felt light headed, especially when she gave my assorted undies an examination. Clothes, underwear, books, paperwork and all those knick-knacks I had amassed over the years vanished inside the cardboard, and little more than ten minutes later we were packed and ready to go, my whole dorm room life stowed away in six moving boxes. I scribbled a note to Sandy. “Moving in with friends.. It made an irrational snake of jealousy slither down my spine. Had Jamie been in love with him? It seemed pretty obvious, but I didn’t want to jump to conclusions. One thing I did know for sure. Somehow this Grayson guy was the first step in solving Jamie’s mystery. I tried to go to sleep early, anticipating a wake up call in the middle of the night. But I found myself getting excited to see Jamie again. I wanted to talk to him more, get to know him. I knew that excited, happy feeling. I had. Her hands were all over his body throughout it all. Before he knew it, he felt her hands inside his shorts. Before he knew it, she was undoing his shorts, and she was reaching down inside his underwear. He couldn’t wait for it to happen. He couldn’t wait to feel her hand on his dick. It went further then his dick. She reached down past it. She reached for his ball. Her fingernails were all over his balls, lightly, and almost lovingly caressing them and making him hornier then ever as her.