He savored the hard boniness of his muscle-tight shoulder blades,the subtle shallow cleavage of the long straight spine, the enviably smoothand narrow...waistline. Then, the sudden rise of the white, luminous, sun-starvedhips, the soft swelling of the perfectly mounded pair of buttocks, and thedark, vulnerable, deliciously inviting ass-cavity so neatly outlined in-betweenthem. It felt like a dream actually. Maybe it was thelight partly. Or the slowly failing presence of the light. Darkness was. " I said."No. I really do think of Arbor as home now. But I'm missing Mom and Dad and some of those everyday things you grow up with that you don't notice until they're gone." Ice cream sundaes and strolling down the sidewalk, the chatter of cafeteria crowds and jogging in the morning. Yeah, I know what you mean." Yeah. You do." She sighed."Then lets go. Lets go home and spend some time. Get reacquainted with our friends and family. See what our friends at MIT have been doing without us. Read a. .. and this is how I did it.Ever since I was young I could remember having peculiar tastes insex.? It started when I was young, Iremember being at a local carnival, you know, the ones where you could wincheap prizes by throwing the ball into the milk bottle?? I vividly remember one such stand where oneof the prizes was a black-lit picture of a woman with a whip dominating a man.There was nothing blatantly sexual, aside from the usual cartoonish-overly embellishedcleavage on the woman?s. The anticipation and then the feeling of bouncing around on the cock had me dripping with excitement. A very prominent wet spot had formed on the front of my shorts. I was just thinking about how I was going to make the feeling last as long as possible when a sharp rock punctured my left rear tire. I could not believe it. It was only the second flat I have ever had and it had to happen today.I stopped and got out to check the tire. Carefully raising myself off the cock, I was lucky no one was.