”I considered that. I had to admit I was tired of eating the synthetic manna that the factotums produced. The thick nutritious supplement was necess...ry when we had stripped an area of fruits, berries and tubers, but the paste didn’t make a terribly interesting meal. Zuri’s idea was tempting.“Where would we go?”Her eyes went distant with thought. “Amazonia,” she said after a moment. “It’s only a day’s walk, and it’s been forever since we’ve been there. Plus, it has shelter.”Nodding in agreement,. People walking by me as I continue on to my car are oblivious to what is happening to me. This adds to my heightened state of arousal. Before reaching my car, I decide to cross the street and go to the sports bar. I am excited to see if anyone will suspect what is happening to me as I increase the level once more.Upon entering, the hostess asks if I would like a table. I tell her that I am going to sit at the bar. I head in that direction and notice the beautiful bartender. She has curly short. ” was her answer. I grabbed a towel and began to wipe cum off of Ellie’s back. “No!” she said. “Leave it!” She reached behind her body and ran her hand over her cum covered ass, spreading cum around her cheeks. I helped Ellie move off of the pillows over to the side of the bed. The top pillow was soaked with her juices, the bottom pillow, while not as wet, was still not usable. I tossed both onto the floor. I tried to cover all the wet spot with towels and grabbed a top sheet, blanket and. I did however, keep this little gem of discovered knowledge to myself, as to admit to being bisexual would have caused untold problems at sch**l.My sch**l days were plagued by painful, instantaneous erections that appeared the very second your mind started to wander off the subject at hand, and drifted onto sex. After a while you start to learn to control it to some degree and so did I, or more precisely, I would have done if it hadn’t been for Miss Smales.Were there attractive girls of my own.