Sex was bad enough, but it was not as bad as the drug trade! However, the expressions began to change: Mom's shifted into shock, but Dad's shifted int... incredulity. Neither one could believe that a woman would pay for sex, much less for sex from a teenage boy!They knew that I had just recently celebrated my 15th birthday, and what does a 15-year-old boy know about sex?There was a long silence that seemed like it lasted for at least two hours, but it actually probably was no more than 15. Pierre then held his finger there, making tiny minute circles over the sensitive flesh, knowing that the sensations for Darla would be intense. Darla was on fire as she held her breath while feeling each tiny movement of Pierre’s finger all the way through her body. Her whole dream consciousness was now centered on that tiny part of her anatomy, and with a slow but firm motion, Pierre slid his finger past the tight muscles of Darla’s anus and deep into her body, as Darla let out the air she’d. We were both without a stitch on, side by side, sliding through this huge machine. There were no beings to see, and when the scan [such as it was] finished, we blanked out once more. Next we woke in a room that might have been a small suite in a hotel, one double bed, which we were laying on. Dresser, easy chair and sofa, small table with two chairs, a kitchenette area and a bathroom, no door. In fact, no doors. No way out or in which was obvious. We looked at one another.Still only in. " You are right on that account Mr. Davenport, that was a hoax. But I will guarantee you that you won't be disappointed. It is just that if I told you the real reason that I wanted you to come here, you probably would have said that I was mad. But what I will say is that Darlene Grey is still about to give you the exclusive of your life. Come along with me." Figuring that he had everything to gain and nothing to lose, hell the evening was pretty much shot anyway, Jim followed Jacques into the.