Almost-innocent teenage lust, wild encounters with total strangers when I was a young man, mature women I had lusted after – all of them invaded my ...aydreams and came back to tease me at night. I continued to dream of these women, their sensuous mouths, their voluptuous curves, their moist and steamy wetness and eager lust. In my dreams (more so than in real life), they all seemed so eager to please me. While I drifted between fantasies in my dream state, I was somehow aware that my cock was. I told them in English that I was American, and they seemed to understand that.Together, we dumped the unconscious soldiers back into the staff car, and I followed the young French woman into the car. She drove off of the farm and down the dirt road, away from the town. She drove slowly, for about fifteen minutes with the headlights off, making our way to a quarry pit. At this time we arraigned the soldiers in their seats as if they had been touring the countryside. The woman put the car in. In the night we’d sleep on the terrace. One night I was sleeping when I was woken up by a ticklish feeling. It took some time for me to realize that my brother was poking my asshole through my shorts with his finger. I couldn’t understand what was happening but I liked the feeling. In fact, I realized my dick was erect and pushing out of my undies. After sometime it became unbearable and I was all exited and I moved. I turned around and saw my brother sound asleep or at least pretending to be. ‘Carrie, will you be quiet?’ Mark asked. ‘What’s up Shira?’ Mark wanted to know. ‘What would you say if I told you that you’re the father?’ Ashira asked. ‘That I’m glad it isn’t some wacko who can’t get sex any other way then raping someone, but that you’re on your own, I don’t need that kind of responsibility in my life right now,’ Mark replied. ‘You won’t help?’ Ashira asked. Mark sighed. ‘I’ll send money when I can, but I don’t want any part of this kid’s life Shira. I thought you and I.