Despite his twenty-six years there was something about that guy that was so gentle and deeply sincere. It was the other beds he was whoring himself in that I had a problem with.*~*~*~*~*~*~*I was a complete basket case by the time I’m setting up the overhead projector and the flip charts in the conference room. Gay sex Dad was right; it did look like a zucchini was stuffed down my pants. When I finally pushed through the office door, and gone onto the elevator, I began to let my guard down. Victor’s mouth once again met up with mine, as his desperate whimpering and panting sounds vibrated down my throat as we hungrily kissed one another. I jumped in the shower, toweled down, grabbed my vitamins and herbal pills from the medicine cabinet and gulped them down, all in ten minutes.I was in the kitchen pouring myself a quick cup of coffee when I heard Dad make his way to the bathroom.
