If we were the last two people left on earth, I was pretty sure we’d try to procreate. Probably if we were in the last million or so. She was barely...over five feet tall—even shorter than Melody, though plumper. Like most of my classmates, her clothes were black. Hell, so were mine. How pretentious could artists be? There isn’t a mark on the scale for that. I was seriously considering starting to wear Hawaiian shirts and board shorts just to express my individuality. They’d drum me out of the. Moms only comment was that "that would be the only way that cock would be blown." The guys were looking angry but then a police car coming the opposite way slowed to see what was going on. The police made a U turn and the guys in the SUV floored it and hightailed it out of there. The copper gave us a quick look as he passed and believing us to be honest travellers took off after the SUV.We drove for several more minutes without seeing anyone pulled over so when Mom saw a truck stop she. A green line started to form in one edge of the small black circlet to end on another, forming a straight path. It was like the invisible brush of a painter kept stroking the same line, always in the same straight direction.He looked at the thin, green line of light and then looked at the faint mountain path that made a zig-zag through the ever rockier slopes. His path was true, that much he knew. His pointing stone had not failed him before and neither would it fail him now, not on his. ..Well, 7.00 finally came around and I drove down to where I had agreed to pick him up. He was there. My heart pounded and my mouth felt dry. My cock twitched and started to get hard. I stopped and he got in. We said hi and I drove off back to my place. I asked him if he had done much with guys. He said he had wanked a few times with other boys and with a couple of men in toilets and he had been sucked a couple of times but never come that way. He wanted to know what it was like to do it.