Every night I got to rip him out of something lacy. One night in particular, Leland wore a lace catsuit that came with a built in opening at the front and back. I did my best to keep that one intact but was unable to do more than let my erection fall through my open zipper before taking him on the patio. We shared baths, we shared our bodies, and we made plans. I couldn’t wait to get our life started.
