Fishman bent over and finished pulling his pants off. As he did I looked at Fishlady. She was flushed with excitement herself with one of her hands bu...ied in her still-coverd crotch. I laid back across my bunk as he turned and laid back next to me. My breath was ragged as he reached over and grabbed my hard-on with his massive paw. It alost engulfed my entire prick. He smiled to let me know that he liked the feeling of my shank in his hand. I let out a sigh and reached out with my left hand and. ”“Well, what we’re going to tell you is going to impact your whole life, including that of your family. Also there’s a very good chance that your kids may be impacted by me as well. It seems there’s a particular genetic trait that allows people to notice the energy that I generate. Since it only affects women, and since it seems to require a gene on both the X chromosomes, I think it’s safe to assume that your daughters, if you have any, would at least be what we call Watchers, which is a. We met at the nearest public house that conveniently has a lodge with rooms for hire just behind. I won,t name my friend, but he was well dressed, a bit younger than me with receding hairline, but his smile was warm and his English much better than my Italian.To relax a bit we ordered drinks and chatted to get to know each other. Compared to my six feet two he was five foot seven with a tummy like mine gone to flab like most middle aged males. After two drinks we decided to retire to his room. And the next night, although we slept in the day. We tried so many things – hand jobs, blowjobs, lube, all of that. We decided we’ll keep it a secret from everyone. The next year, I asked him if he wanted to have sex. He completely freaked out, calling me a creeper, faggot or something like that. I was surprised as well, but I passed it off as a joke. I guess we were acting really close in school as well, with all the rumours.“Mike’s family is Catholic, though, and he always felt guilty about.