She ran towards the stables as fast as she could. There would be no one there, and she had lots of time before she was to meet Beatrice. Lots of time ...o do whatever she wanted. And there was quite a bit that she wanted to do. Quite a bit.The stables were empty just like she knew they would be. Empty of other people that is. The horses were all in their stalls, and they all seemed to be resting peacefully. Vicky went down the middle of the stable, observing them all, her face lighting up every. I was starting to get nervous so I started to walk faster. They followed me and before I could scream they grabbed me blindfolded me and put a sock in my mouth and dragged me into a house. They put me in a car and drove for about 30 minutes. When they stopped they picked me up and carried me into what smelled like a dumpster. One guy knocked on a door and said " yo boss we got a present for you" after some moving and some guy yelling the door opens and he says "this better be important Kenny or. Mr. Bangor had told me about how his boys had learned about his and his wife's somewhat open sexual lifestyle, but that the boys were still a bit confused about sex and needed a basic education. He wanted that education to be hands-on and professional.For the next two weeks, I taught the boys what they needed to know about sex. First, I told them that we would not be wearing any clothes around the house during the training; we needed to get used to seeing what had them curious and they needed. When he touch my leg, my became light headed and my body tingled. My cock was instantly hard, throbbed and bounced in anticipation, making it so very obvious just how much I wanted this. His finger tips brushed against my thighs, It took my breath away. I layed there trembling, craving more of his touch. My body quivering, my cock throbbing. He took off his shirt and I felt his bare chest against my leg. He ran his fingers tips along my thighs and hips and all around my cock. I was breathing.