1. PAUL LOVES ROSE--PART 2


    Date: 6/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 82.2, Source: sexstories.com

    essence. Did you know that you were the only person who visited me every day when I was sick? Even my own dad didn’t come to see me as much as you did. I know you could have been out playing with your friends, but you spent more than an hour with me every day reading to me and holding my hand. I knew then that you were a special person—that you were MY special person. Now you really are MY special person.” “Rose, you said something about loving my cock even when we’re sixty. We haven’t really talked about it, but I want us to be together forever. I can’t formally ask you to marry me because I have no way to support you. But I will ask you as soon as that day comes. Meanwhile we will still have a lot to think about, like what we’ll do when I’m in college and you’re still in school. Don’t worry—we’ll work it out so we’re never apart.” Rose held me even closer then and gave me the kiss of my life—the best kiss I could possibly imagine. Regretfully, we had to dress and leave once it was done. CHAPTER 4 I was up early the following morning. After breakfast I drove to Sycamore Drive where my two customers lived. They couldn’t have been more different. Dennis Kane was a cheap skinflint who was always looking to get something for nothing. John Gentile was a kind, generous man. I was much more inclined to work for him than for Mr. Kane, that’s for sure. I had parked in Kane’s driveway when Mr. Kane appeared. “Good morning, Mr. Kane. I need to remind you that you didn’t pay me for ...
    last week.” “Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of you once you’re done.” “That’s not how I work, Mr. Kane. I require payment when services are performed. You owe me seven bucks.” “I said I’d pay you once you were done and that’s what I’ll do.” I returned my tools to the truck and lifted the tailgate to secure it. I walked to the cab to enter when he spoke again. “Listen, you little bastard…you get out here and mow this lawn. If you don’t….” “You’ll what, Mr. Kane? Beat me up? That I’d like to see.” “If I called the cops who do you think they’d believe?” “I think they’d believe Mr. Gentile,” I said, pointing across the street to where Mr. Gentile had observed the entire matter. “So long, Mr. Kane; enjoy mowing your lawn. Consider last week’s job as a parting gift.” I backed out and drove three houses down the block to see Mr. Gentile. “Morning, Paul…let me guess; he didn’t want to pay you.” “Right on, sir. He owed me for last week and wanted me to mow before paying me. Ten to one he’d be gone by the time I finished. I don’t need customers like that. He threatened me with calling the cops and trumping up some charge so I was really glad you were out here. You’d be a good witness. Why don’t you show me what you want me to do?” Mr. Gentile showed me around the property. It was bigger than our yard with lots of shrubbery and several trees. He told me what he wanted, but listened to several suggestions I had. All told we spent a half hour going over everything. He offered me $50 ...
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