She tried to imagine three weeks alone with a lover. No interruptions, no parents looking over your shoulder. It must have been heaven for her teammat.... Marj was from Flint, Michigan, not that far from Port Huron. She was a tall blonde, very attractive, and a very good volleyball player as well as an accomplished pianist."Ready for another season of bump and grind?" Marj asked."As ready as I'm likely to be. I think Coach has some high expectations for the team this year. I hope we can live up. "Ohhh. Stop. Wait." Ava gently pulled my mouth off her breast. She pushed me back and started unbuckling my pants. She fished my trouser snake out of my boxers and held its throbbing shaft in front of her face. "I've wondered what this would be like. I've seen you watching me. Undressing me with your eyes. I always wanted to know if you had the equipment to do the job right."She stuck her tongue out and ran it around the head of my dick like an ice cream cone. I held her hair way from her face.. ‘Jason, we have to talk.’ ‘Sure,’ he grinned as he put her down, eyes sparkling. ‘Listen, Mom thinks you’re my boyfriend, can you do that for me?’ A mischievous grin crept onto Jason’s face. ‘Please, Jason?’ she begged. ‘Sure,’ he agreed. ‘Thanks,’ she exhaled. ‘Please be good.’ Jason nodded in response. ‘Payback’s a bitch,’ he grinned. ‘What?’ ‘Payback’s a bitch,’ he repeated, playfully bumping her forehead with his. ‘Jason, come on,’ Jen protested. ‘Agreed?’ Jen sighed in frustration.. One shot by the German soldiers in Holland in their anger and loss, the other dead by having his skull smashed against the house door frame because he tried to protect his mother ... was traumatic for the Michigan David. He lived their deaths. The Scottish David was particularly difficult ... parts and pieces of the shattered soul/spirit/being filtered in as they sought coherence, they were, after all, seeking their way out of a multitude of other parts of victims destroyed at the same.