‘Yes, Michael,’ I chime. I’m a trained monkey, now. Pull a lever. Push a button. Get a food pellet. ‘Do you enjoy coming here at night?’ he...asks, finding a cigarette and handing it to me. ‘Sit,’ he motions to the chair beside him. I light the cigarette and take greedy drags. Michael doesn’t smoke – it’s a filthy habit, he tells me. ‘Yes, Michael.’ ‘You do enjoy it?’ ‘Yes, Michael.’ I keep pushing my hair behind my ears – he’s gotten me into the habit. He says he likes to see my face. . I was blushing, but feeling good. She bent her face down and gave each of my nipples a peck of a kiss. That made my face feverishly red, but I felt happy and a bit aroused. Full of surprises, she then took off her bikini bottom too and standing there naked gave it to me. As I looked at her quizzically, she said, "You don’t have to, but I need to find out if I dare. It’s been an arousing fantasy since we were last here. I have 'jilled' to some wonderful O's imagining it." She put only her. Timmons said, extending his hand.“Yes sir, things are going well.” I replied.I always liked Courtney’s Dad, he was a genuine person, but he never made you feel like he was judging you. He reminded me a lot of my own Father, he appeared to be a man you could go to and get advice when needed. He offered me a seat on the sofa and began to question me about how life was away from home. The men were all interested in my answers, the ladies appeared to be bored. Football was not king in their world.. No, it felt glorious.She got up over me and we hugged and kissed and rubbed each others bodies for what seemed a long time."Will you do it to me, Tara?" she whispered.Beth was several months older than I and was just starting to get boobs. Her nipples were swollen and there were pads of flesh under them, just small handfuls. So, I kissed her and, as she had, began kissing and licking my way down her body.With her having some boobs, however, I dallied around her chest licking and sucking her.