In the corner was a small desk with an old typewriter and a large pile of papers, obviously a manuscript. A sheet of paper was in the typewriter and I... wondered if he was writing a book. Next to the manuscript was an open spiral notebook with a pen laying on it. Above the desk was a photograph of a young man wearing a marine uniform. That must be his son, I thought before turning back to the old man. He cleared some magazines from a wooden kitchen chair with red leather on the seat and pulled. Plaid skirt, that he had not forgotten, held no underwear underneath. ‘ What am I going to do with you?’ She looked up at him. Her eyes were wide, feigning innocence. ‘ I know..’ he said. His eyes were glowing and his voice held the promise of action. ‘Since you like to eat candy in my class so much…’ He slowly slipped the lollipop in her mouth. She let out a small moan against it. He rose his brows, smiling, and making his way back to the desk. ‘I’m going to have you sit there. And I’m going. .Rahul...uh..." Esh stammered. Ramesh was the first to get his composure. "You're not just showing off, are you?" he asked, already knowing the answer."Nope. Not at all. Open invitation gentlemen. One at a time or all at once. You let me know." They started breathing again, fingering the photographs, turning them, poring over them. "So, we playing cards here or what?"That was the beginning of the weekly rotation. We made an evening of it. I would dress up and cook dinner for Rahul and whoever's. ” Bobo waited for some kind of cue that Doc wanted out of this.“I don’t care. I want you!” Doc said breathlessly.Bobo smiled and tore the clothes off Doc in seconds.Doc shivered in anticipation as Bobo ran his finger tips down Doc’s chest, circling his nipples and down over his stomach. He leaned down and licked Doc’s belly, and heard the other moan in pleasure. Doc watched as Bobo ran his tongue further down and past his throbbing cock. Bobo licked and sucked Doc’s balls and looked up to see.