Then I sent Finlay a text asking him if he’d like to grab a meal tonight, my treat. A couple of books some sweets, chocolate and hair product. xnx I pulled her in for a cuddle asking what was wrong. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. He said not yet but there were some good-looking guys on the sports teams, we laughed. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his fingers through my chest hair saying how much he liked “bears”. I recall though that his dad never spoke of it over the summer either at a bbq or drinks party we were at. He paused again and said he liked older guys.
