Unexpected Five Years On 30
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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
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I hope that you enjoy this chapter. I really enjoyed writing the scenes after the conference was over. I hope that I got it right.
Previously
"I know what you mean. I have been so wrapped up in this conference that I have sometimes been a bit preoccupied. Lover it means so much to be to have you here sharing all this with me. The dancing was the final wonderful event of the day. Now enough, I think that I need more of you and less talk and the very final event of the day."
He pulled Timothy fully into himself and then Timothy started his own rhythm of moving in and out of his guy. Timothy started moving in time with him. Soon it was no holds barred. They were each moving fast against the other murmuring word of closeness and togetherness. Timothy could see his guy shiver with lust as he moved back and forth over his prostate. Jeremy could see his guy with eyes closed as his hard, very sensitive cock moved in his body. It was almost desperate in its intensity.
"Oh god I am going to cum," Timothy yelled.
"So am I. Don't stop, slam into me." Timothy looked down and could see Jeremy's hand tightly around his own cock and he saw him speed up and then suddenly stop with his hand tightly around the head just moving slightly. With a cry of pleasure, the first shot hit his chest as it arced out of him. That was all that it took. Timothy only needed two quick, hard, fast in and outs and on the last one he went him hard and held. Both guys could feel the pulses that was letting loose a flood into Jeremy. Timothy was gasping. He felt as if he had run the marathon. When they slowly came down from their high, Timothy came out and leaned down and kissed Jeremy.
There was nothing left to say. They had said it all in words and actions. They cuddled and feel asleep.
Present
Jeremy was staring at his guy as Timothy came out of a deep sleep.
Timothy smirked, "What?"
"Was that a very exciting dream that I had last night?" He looked down at himself and slowly felt the dried substance on his chest mixed in with the hair. "Maybe it was real."
"Come here. You want to continue that dream now?" He pulled back the cover to reveal a very hard cock.
Jeremy leaned over and licked it, sucked it hard and then jumped out of bed to reveal an equally hard member that was moving to the actions of his body. "Sorry as you know, I have a presentation this morning and I have to be at the Conference Centre early and I must go over my notes before then. My god you look good. I can still feel you in me." He grabbed himself and pumped it a few times.
"Go shower." Smirking again, "I suspect that you need it."
"So do you smart ass. Together?"
"You want to read your notes over and get there early?"
"OK, not a good idea. Hold that thought. Later. Come here." Timothy hopped out of bed and the two embraced. It was Timothy who broke the embrace saying that Jeremy had better go before they changed their minds.
Timothy yelled at the retreating back side. "Nice ass by the way."
Smirking over his shoulder, "Yeah, you seemed to enjoy it last night."
"You have no idea."
They ate a quick breakfast while Jeremy went over his notes for the hundredth time. They made it to the Centre in lots of time and Timothy went with him to look over the room where he was giving his session. All the equipment that he need was there. He checked to make sure that it worked with his notebook, his programs and his cabling. He was ready to go. He checked to make sure that he had his handouts in his carryall. He was ready. Nervous but ready.
They went to the keynote speech and sat with Michael Burtchell. They talked about the conference and about what they were doing outside the conference. The guys commented on their great evening the night before. Michael told them that Stephen and he had had a quieter time but it had been good. Suddenly Jeremy wondered if Michael would like to go dancing with them that night. He looked at Timothy and quietly asked him about giving Michael an invitation. He smiled a yes and said the more the merrier. William and Marie had enjoyed Friday evening thoroughly and had said they would like to go out again Saturday night with them. He was certain they wouldn't mind.
Michael asked if they would mind having two oldies with them. Jeremy asked him if he wanted to dance the night away. Michael smiled. He gave Stephen a call. Very quickly Jeremy phoned and had a table for six.
As Timothy had described it when he was about to give his presentation on the renovation of his offices, Jeremy only heard a small part of the speech. He was on after the speech. He excused himself with twenty minutes before his talk.
He found the room empty and he set it up as he wanted it. He dawned on him that here he was at a very high powered forensic conference giving a talk. Would there be anyone there for him? Would he crash and burn? No, damn it, they would come because they wanted to hear what he had to say. Even a small, good group would be a start.
He was reading his notes when he heard footsteps. A couple of people entered the room talking about the speech which had ended and found seats. Jeremy smiled to himself; they sat in the back row of course. Why did everyone do that? The next time he looked there were more bodies flowing into the room. He smiled at Timothy and William as they came in. Oh shit Michael was with them. OK Jeremy no pressure. He finally looked at his watch and it was a couple of minutes before the start. He was shocked. The room was almost full.
At exactly starting time, he stood and looked over his audience which had filled all the seats and a couple of people were standing at the back.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen. I am going to go fairly quickly and will try to leave some time at the end if there are questions. I need to explain why I started my daily logs. I had a manager when I was completing my CPA and I started doing it for him so that we wouldn't wasted time as I explained my work and thoughts verbally every day. All those who know me will know how I work. I like to read through the documents first to get a feel for a case. I usually do it a second time. That is when I start spreading documents over my desk in piles that seem important or have interesting lines of inquiry. When my desk is full, I might just start on the floor. Occasionally, my office might look a bit ?."
Michael yelled out 'chaotic' and at exactly the same time William yelled 'a bloody messy'. Jeremy's eyes narrowed and he tried to look put out. Almost with incomprehension, "Ladies and gentlemen with friends and colleagues like this who needs enemies." There was laughter around the room. It broke his nervousness and he silently thanked the two. Timothy gave him a thumbs up with a huge smile.
"I'm going to ignore those two as I usually do." More chuckles as they knew that It was Michael Burtchell who had spoken up so loudly. "I often see little things that intrigue me or seem to make connections which I don't want to forget. I had previously started my daily log with the name of the case and that day's date. I start making small notes. Here is the first day of notes of the case that Michael and I presented yesterday."
He went over it in detail. Then he went to the day when they had made there break through. He pointed out the small steps and the leap that they had made. He noted that he detailed each person's thoughts. He looked at his watch and 10 minutes had passed. He quickly showed them some other daily logs where he detailed colleagues insights and explained how he always tried to give credit that was due at meetings. He then showed that he had a separate section where he outlined his conclusions and things that the person or company could do things differently in the future.
He finally gave them examples of his point form summary of his findings and a separate section on what the company should do in the future to avoid such problems. As he pointed out, he tried to keep them succinct and easy to understand. He used the summary of that last case that he had done on his last day with Michael. Of course, he didn't tell them that.
He took questions and he reiterated that especially with colleagues, he tried to use both the daily log and the summary sheets to pull the office together and encourage team work.
He had handed out a lot of examples that had been carefully selected to not reveal too much about the actual case but to show his system. There had been quite a few detailed, intelligent questions.
He looked at his watch to check the time and his time was up. Just as he was about to thank them. Michael stood up.
"For those of you who attended our session yesterday, you can see why this was the one that got away. What he didn't tell you was that that summary of the case that we worked on together which he just used as his last example was done in the morning and early afternoon of the day he was leaving my firm. I didn't have to change a word of it. Jeremy thanks for an excellent presentation."
Jeremy wanted to add one last thought. "By the way, I don't expect you to run out and copy this. You may all find your own method or you already do something like it. You have been a great audience and I'll take any other questions informally. Thanks for coming and being such a good group." There was applause around the room.
Timothy was the first to reach him. With look of pride, Timothy hugged him and told him that it was excellent and that almost anyone in any profession could use his technique.
Michael came up to him looking as if were going to apologize for his interruption. Jeremy stopped that. "Thanks guys, your comments really helped me. It stopped my nervousness and I was off to a good start. Was it OK?"
It was William who spoke up. "Jeremy, I can see now why you do all the things that you do at our meetings. One of the best presentations that I have attended at the conference."
Michael looked at him. "I just spoke to a guy from one of our journals and he would like to speak to you about writing a short article about your daily logs for the journal. Interested?"
"Wow, I would have talk to him."
Michael gave him the man's business card. "He said that he would look for you after lunch or at the break this afternoon. Otherwise, he said that you can email him or phone him."
He did meet the man, Evan, after lunch and he arranged to call Jeremy Wednesday or Thursday of the next week. They gave each other their contacts for Skype and for FaceTime. The rest of the afternoon passed quickly and both the guys agreed that they had gone to some very good sessions with a lot of ideas to take back to the office. It was clear to Jeremy that he had made the right decision about William. He seem renewed and bursting with ideas.
They agreed to meet at the club at 7:30 for supper. Michael and Stephen had ordered a cab but it was not big enough to take all six of them so the Accountants group would take there own taxi out to the club.
They entered the club. It was Marie who spoke first. "Guys this place is really incredible. The prices must be very high." Jeremy pulled the ace from his pack. "Don't even think about it. Mr. Milner told me to charge the entire evening to my credit card and the firm will reimburse me. It is his treat for us taking time to come and learn for the firm. He knows that we are a party of four. He specifically said not to hold back." He didn't add that he intended to pay for Michael and Stephen's evening himself. It was a small way to pay back Michael for all that he had done for him.
When the waiter came to his table, he quietly explained that he would be paying the entire bill for the six people in his party. He emphasized that he was only to give the bill to him. In fact, he wanted two bills one for the present four and one for the two who would join them.
There were introductions all around to those who had not met someone at the table. Michael commented that the place looked very elegant. Marie spoke up and told him to look at the menu as it was excellent. Stephen as the economist said that he would need a second mortgage to pay the bill. Jeremy just smiled with the others.
Supper was very good. Conversation had flowed well and Jeremy was so pleased to see that William and Marie were excellent guests with lots of keen observations and comments. The music started up.
Jeremy looked around the table. "I guess the young ones can get up and dance and leave the oldies here to admire our style."
Stephen, "Smart ass. Wait 'til you see what we can do." Laughing at the Jeremy, he grabbed Michael's hand and they were the first on the dance floor. They could dance. The rest followed them. Comments were made by Stephen on how the young guys just couldn't keep up.
They danced and chatted for a long time. Around 10 when the band was taking a break, William leaned over to Jeremy, "Don't look but there is a guy at a table (he described its position) and he has been staring in our direction every time that I glanced around the room. In fact, I started looking that way just to see if I was mistaken. Do you know him? Maybe he is at the conference and recognizes Michael or you." Jeremy shrugged his shoulders saying he didn't recognize him but it was a large conference.
A few minutes later as the music started up, the guy stood up and was walking towards their table. He came up and stood behind Timothy. Timothy turned and looked at the guy. The guy looked down at him and asked him if he wanted to dance. Timothy had a surprised look on his face as Jeremy and he had been dancing slow dances very closely together and it was obvious that they were out together.
"Thanks for the offer but we are getting towards the end of a long day and I think that my partner wants the last few dances. It is sort of a special occasion. Thanks though." Polite, thoughtful Timothy.
They danced a couple of dances and went back to the table. Timothy leaned over to Jeremy and told him that the wine, drinks and water were going through him quickly and he needed a short trip to washroom. Jeremy reminded him that he, himself, had gone about 30 minutes ago. With a little sarcasm, Timothy said that he could possibly manage it himself without any help. Jeremy gave him a tap on the shoulder with a smile.
A couple of minutes later, William looked at Jeremy. "Did Timothy go to the washroom?" He nodded yes. "That guy got up and he seemed to follow him there."
Jeremy looked at William. "It has been a few minutes and he said that it would be a short trip. Maybe I need to go myself."
"You know now that you mention it, I think that I need a quick whiz. Let's go." He spoke quickly to Marie.
As they neared the door to the men's washroom, they could hear Timothy, "Look I told you that I am here with my partner. You are a good looking guy; you can find someone who wants to take you home." There was a pause. Louder with anger and tinge of panic, "Don't touch me again!"
Then they heard Timothy, "Fuck that hurt, you son of bitch!"
"Shut the fuck up, you are by yourself. I shut the door. No one can hear you. I like your pert ass. You will like what I can do with it. There is an exit close by which I made certain was open earlier. I am going to take you outside. They will never think of looking there."
Now close to panic, "I told the guys at my table this was going to a quick pit stop. They will come looking for me."
At that moment the door crashed open. All that Jeremy saw was his guy up against the wall between the urinals with the guy from the club up against him fondling Timothy's package. Jeremy was beyond furious.
Jeremy, "What do you think that you are doing, you fucking pervert"
"Your boyfriend here invited me in and is now playing hard to get."
"Take your hands off him. I heard everything that you said in the last couple of minutes."
The guy took him by surprise. He pushed Timothy hard to the floor and Timothy hit his head on the urinal as he fell. The guy immediately turned and ran at Jeremy and head butted him. He missed his forehead and hit his nose.
Jeremy caught himself as went backwards and took a defensive stand. He bellowed, "Goddam it, fuck why do they always go from my fucking nose? Oh fucking shit, shit! You fucking bastard. Christ it hurts!" He launched himself at the guy. He moved his arm and fist backward and let loose a hard punch at the guy's stomach. The guy bent over and started to gasp trying to get his breath back. Jeremy had him on the ground in a second, bleeding all over his preppy clothes. A passing thought, there was some justice in the world.
"I turned my phone camera on and I have it all recorded." William sounded rather pleased with himself.
At that moment, Michael and Stephen turned up. Marie had filled them in from what she had heard William and Jeremy say. Michael looked at William, please get security here now.
Jeremy was going to need some medical attention and Timothy had a growing lump on the side of his forehead that had hit the urinal as he fell. Michael hoped that it wasn't a concussion.
William came back with a security guy and the manager of the club followed quickly.
There were so many questions from security and the manager that Stephen yelled at them to stop and he asked William to play what he had on his phone. By the end of it, the police had been called and the guy was taken to the manager's office to wait for the police.
Towels with ice were given to the both Jeremy and Timothy. Jeremy was still steaming mad that yet again his nose was possibly broken (Unexpected Chapter 10 and then Unexpected, Chapter 26. Chapter 26 is quite humorous after the assault on Jeremy). The police came and they were able to give them a copy of the file on William's phone. They discovered that there had been one other incident like this but assailant had made his escape.
The conference organizers had made an arrangement with a good clinic in town where registered attendees could be sent for medical problems. It did have emergency, late night services. Michael assured them that it would be free for the Jeremy and Timothy as both were registered.
Jeremy suddenly remembered that they had run up a large bill. He quietly asked the manager to bring him his bills and told him about the deal he had with his waiter. The manager looked at him with surprise as he told Jeremy that all the bills would be covered by the club. Jeremy insisted that he wanted to leave a tip for the waiter who had been excellent. When he saw the bill for the six of them, he was almost glad that the altercation had taken place. The tip itself was quite high. However, it was not the way he wanted a great evening to end..
By the time they had fixed his nose which didn't need surgery and they had concluded that Timothy did not have a concussion, they arrived back at their hotel very late. They had refused to have anyone come with them to the clinic. Michael in particular was giving the final keynote address and he needed his sleep or at least as much as he could get.
They arrived back at the hotel. "Jeremy, I am so sorry."
Jeremy grabbed his guy. "Come on. You went to bathroom. That fucking bugger followed you. You did nothing wrong or even questionable. No one would expect that that sort of thing would happen in a club like that. Besides, I didn't have to pay for the evening and I was planning on paying for Michael and Stephen myself. The Accountants would have picked up the bill for the four of us. What's the expression, every cloud has a silver lining."
"You do always look on the bright side. Thanks for caring for me as usual. Yeah, well I was hoping the evening would end in a different way."
"You are a horny bugger but I am knackered and light headed with the pain meds they gave me. I wanted the evening to end in a different way as well. Come on strip and cuddle. We actually got out of it better than I feared. You are OK. I had a great day at the conference and a great evening dancing with my special guy."
"Yeah, your almost broken nose is going to look ugly tomorrow."
"Hey your goose egg isn't exactly the most beautiful thing to look at either. We are going to be a sight tomorrow. The walking wounded."
With his loving smile, he leaned over and kissed Timothy. Timothy turned Jeremy on his side and then lay behind him with his arm over him. It felt so good to both guys. They had each other. They had a story that they could dine out on for a long time.
They certainly drew looks the next morning at the conference. Michael and Stephen were waiting for them near the entrance. Their heads were shaking in dismay but they couldn't help smiling. "You two look god awful. Does it hurt a lot?"
Laughing himself, Jeremy answered for them. "We both took some over the counter pain killers this morning. The prescriptions ones are too powerful. Make me feel out of it. I'll save them for going to sleep tonight. Thanks for being there for us."
"Special thanks to William for his quick thinking."
"Will never be able to thank him enough. That made it such an easy matter to clear up with his video."
There was light a breakfast being served and there were many stares as their group walked to the buffet table.
William came towards them. "Holy shit, that guy really did job on you. You OK?"
"Yeah, looks worse than it feels. Thanks by the way for the quick thinking. That little scum bag would have put on a real act for security."
"I was lucky. I had taken some video of you and Michael on Friday and you at your Quick Tricks. I wanted to be able to show them back at work. I had left my phone camera on video so I got everything."
Jeremy didn't really take in a lot that morning. He was tired, sore and out of sorts. He enjoyed Michael's final keynote address or least what he heard of it. He had insisted that Timothy go back to the room and get some sleep after breakfast and Timothy did join them for part of Michael's address. Even his mind had wandered a couple of times. Timothy too realized why Michael was much sought after for these conferences, a brilliant, well spoken man. They were lucky to have him as a friend.
They said there farewells to Michael and Stephen as they were leaving the next morning. They had been in Boston before and there was a supper for the organizing committee that night. Both guys weren't quite sure what they wanted to do next. The conference was over and most were going their separate ways. William and Marie and decided to go off looking around the city by themselves.
Jeremy looked at Timothy. "Can I make a suggestion. I just want some quiet time with you. I didn't have the best morning. I think I missed half of Michael's speech. I would like to go to Faneuil Hall and browse around the shops and find a little place just off the beaten path for a lunch. Just you and me together.
Timothy smiled, "We really are on the same wave length. After lunch I would like to wander and I mean wander, over to the Boston Common and just walk. We can do some of the Freedom Trail. We can do some of it and relax along the way."
"I would like a rest before supper. Supper can be in a little Bistro that I spotted near the hotel. I checked it online and it has good reviews. Then an early night."
Timothy looked at him and simply took his hand and added. "Lead the way."
They walked to Faneuil Hall. On the way, they discussed neither the happenings of the night before, nor the conference, nor Michael's speech. They walked stopping at times to look in shop windows. They loved the atmosphere of the marketplace. They bought a few things for the family and a really interesting, handsome, handmade t-shirt for each other.
They did leave Faneuil Hall and they found a small bistro that had an interesting menu. They sat and just talked about the great atmosphere, the fascinating shops and the surprisingly warm day for November in Boston. It was sunny and close to 18 C. As Timothy had reflected for no apparent reason, that they had been brought up with the Celsius scale and he could never fathom US weather reports. Smartly all their weather apps were in Celsius so they knew how to dress for the day. They had taken fleece sweaters but no jackets and that was all they needed. The odd breeze made them glad that they had the sweaters. They felt cozy, happy to be together and ready for some rambling.
The Common was quiet and almost idyllic after the crazy week and weekend that they had had. They collected the maps and literature for the Freedom Trail. They walked for about 30 minutes. They followed the maps and walked close to each other discussing the history and the sites that they were seeing. They felt themselves decompress and calm down. They occasionally touched each other with a hand or leaned against the other.
Finally, Jeremy stopped. "I know the history but as a Canadian, I don't feel that I have to see graveyards. The Old State House is interesting as the oldest Boston building but right now, I want a quiet spot. Let's go back to the Frog Pond and then over to the botanical gardens and the lake.
They ended up sitting looking over the lake. It was late afternoon and the temperature were dropping a bit. They sat close to each other, cozy, reflective, at ease. Never ones to want to make a scene, they held hands discreetly between them, hands resting on the bench. Jeremy made a faint noise. Timothy looked at him. Jeremy's eyes were filling with tears.
With concern, "You OK?"
With just the softest whimper, "Never better." He looked at his guy with brimming eyes. "I am here, hundreds of kilometres from home, in this magical place with the guy I love, sharing it with him. Almost a time apart from the daily nonsense and noise. It hit me how lucky I am." He saw the look. "Yeah, nose and all. Let's go back."
Not wanting to break the mood, Timothy looked quickly around and then softly kissed his guy. "One of my best afternoons too."
They had walked back closely together and just bumping into the other when the mood struck, smiling. They felt so close. They arrived back at their room. Both figured that they knew how this was going to end.
Timothy took the lead. He came behind Jeremy and put his arms around him and pulled him close. He kissed his neck lightly. Jeremy groaned. Without turning around, he pulled Jeremy's sweater off and undid the buttons of his shirt while kissing his neck again. With the t-shirt gone, he turned Jeremy and leaned down and lightly licked his left nipple. If the noises meant anything, he was enjoying it immensely. Timothy's hands touched the growing bulge below his waist.
Jeremy pulled back. "This could mean we'll miss that Bistro."
Timothy with a big grin, "Sometimes bistros and food are overrated, especially at moments like this. Jeremy love me. Your choice how."
"I like the phrase, 'love me'. That's what I want too."
Timothy slowly undressed him. When he was finished he held Jeremy at arms length admiring that wonderful body. Often it was the well formed chest that he admired but now it was the full, beautifully shaped thighs covered with short, dark brown hair. "I hope you know that your body turns me on all the time and your mind excites with ideas."
His hands had been caressing the thighs as he talked. Then he knelt on the floor and finally stroked his cock. It looked so inviting; it was very hard and already a little drop of liquid had formed. He finally licked it from bottom to the lovely, full head savouring the taste of the pearly drop.
Jeremy had thrown his head back with a gasp of pleasure. "Oh that feels incredible. Just a little more pressure on the head. Oh yes, just like that." He was almost whimpering. A wet finger touched his opening. Jeremy stiffened a bit and then yelled out as the finger found the spot. His hands were all over Timothy's head and shoulders telling him how incredible it felt.
Finally Timothy stopped and looked up him. "I told you it was your choice what do you want now?"
"I want you to slowly undress for me and then I want you to take me standing up against the wall. I want your hands all over me as you make love to me. Then I want to lie on the bed and I want you to finish passionately and hard. I want to feel your body in me and on me. I want to touch you all over and hold you tight when we finish."
Timothy smiled to himself. Jeremy could be precise in all aspects of his life and his scenario that he had just outlined suited him just fine. No, more than fine; it was exactly what he wanted as well.
He assumed that Jeremy wanted it slow and easy against the wall and he was correct. His guy wanted to feel Timothy's hands all over him. He loved it when he touched or pinched his nipples which he did many times. He moaned when Timothy stroked his cock slowly but with his hand tightly around it. He made noises in this throat when Timothy found the exact spot and slowly rubbed his prostate with that large, mushroom shaped head of his cock. Several times, Jeremy turned his head for a not so gentle kiss from his guy.
Finally he moved so that Timothy slipped out of him. Jeremy turned and put his arms around Timothy and they kissed as they moved to the bed. Quickly, Timothy was in him and he needed no instructions. The next minutes were passionate and hard as Timothy almost slammed into him. Both guys could feel the electricity attacking all the nerves in their bodies. Jeremy put his legs up over Timothy and moved with him to bring them to an almost simultaneous finish. In fact, Jeremy started first by seconds with his hands holding the head of his cock just slowly moving it as he shot arc after arc. His other hand was at Timothy's entrance with his finger going in and out as Timothy shuddered when he finished with an incredible feeling that built and built until all the circuits of pain and pleasure ran from groin to his legs and then his body.
Timothy let himself be pulled down on top of Jeremy who was looking at him with a loving look. Jeremy found his voice. "You are so right bistros and food are over rated."
They both laughed agreeing and then kissed.
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is worth a read.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012
What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012
Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012
Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013
Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014
Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, September 8, 2016,