Then the uncle lets the boys fly the plane a little bit as he teaches them how to read the gauges and talk on the radio. * A group of teenagers are...riding on "The Beast" a roller-coaster at Kings Island amusement park. They are screaming and laughing with every turn and dip, in the front seat Greg is sitting with Sheri, and every chance they get they steal a kiss until the ride is over, then they go to the top of the Eiffel tower, and they just look around the park and then Sheri kisses Greg. "Yes," I told her. She laughed as though I were kidding. The last employee said goodbye and shut the door, and I stared at Danielle for a long time. Easily, I leaned over and kissed her. A little taken aback, she kissed me back. Then she pushed me away. "Steve," she said. "I don't think-" I leaned down and kissed her neck, then moved along a valley in her neck to her ear. My hands were at her waist, untucking her shirt. "I don't either," I whispered. "This is a terrible idea, and you. She coughed and sipped and read and spilled ashes and read more until — like every night — she killed the light and lay there tripping down through shuddering layers of sleep, her brain half-mad from caffeine and someone else’s words. Nurturing those murky clouds of near-sleep make-believe, that someday the words might be hers, the madness some else’s… ** “What did you do last night?” said Tina, Wren’s long-time friend and probably her best one in recent years. Same girls, different paths,. As he did so she grasped his cock and began to pump it hard. Several minutes passed and he lay back looking up at the moon. Stephanie sat up; looking at him with eyes like smoldering embers. She smiled as her hand gripped the very base of his cock. There she pressed and massaged his shaft while her lips hovered over the head of his cock. Mick felt his shaft coming rapidly to life and he tensed his muscles finally as Stephanie’s lips locked around it. Her mouth was a cauldron of pleasure;.