He took it; wiped himself; and handed it back to me without a word. His concern for being viewed as a 'man', and not a 'fag', was all important to his...sense of self, and I understood that. To have thanked me, in his way of viewing things, would have placed him inside the 'faggot' category, and that was something he would never accept. So I thanked HIM, instead; even though he didn't acknowledge the reason for it.As he zipped up his jeans and redid his belt, we didn't say a word. Again, for him,. I hadn't cried like that since my nightmare. And the way the tears and fear came out of me must have triggered Candy's maternal instincts. I found myself in her arms, being held like a child. It was a lot like that time in Carol's arms, but considering I was a prisoner of her son, Carol's arms didn't seem as comforting as Candy's did that moment.I remember crying out for Joey, Suzi, my mom, and once even my dad. I couldn't stop the avalanching emotions I was letting out. I had never lost. “Mmm.” Now with two hands, Ben worked his way down to her waist and firm stomach. Her top was tucked into her jeans and Ben’s fingertips started to follow it down inside the tight denim. “You won’t get far,” Amy said, now regretting her choice of tight jeans. Ben pulled his fingers out from the tight confines and ran them down her butt and then up between her legs. Amy breathed out with pleasure which quickly brought both of Ben’s hands down to her crotch, from where he could feel the key. ." Laura breathed, feeling her body come alive under Sara's fingers, knowing her anger and confusion could not prevail for long."I has been too long," Sara murmured back, now unfastening Laura's bra and bringing her hand back around to Laura's naked breasts, just as Sheena walked back into the room.Both of them saw her, but Laura pretended not to notice, closing her eyes, while Sara quickly dropped her mouth to one of Laura's nipples and began to tease and suck it."Ohhhh!" Laura sighed,.