Making you wait. We dry off and sit against one of the mangrove trees to watch the sunset, you between my legs. I start to gently kiss your neck as ... run my fingers softly around your waist and up your sides, up and down and around, once or twice. Just as I start to kiss and suck your neck a little harder I find your tits and cup them between my hands. Again, you gasp. You’re so caught up you don’t even realize that at the water’s edge a couple walks by. Too far to really tell what where. It hurt a lot but that pain was mingled with so much sensation, tingling feelings in places I never knew could feel so satisfying. I felt incredibly light headed and was rather glad to let the cock in my mouth slide free, so I could gasp for air. However, I wouldn't have given it up for anything.It didn't take all that long with that manly hardness stuck up inside me, for my arse to get numb to the pain and get pretty used to being filled, so much so that I felt a little lost when Alex began to. "Ike, you were hurt bad. You shouldn't even be up and moving around yet."Four days. Lost and never to be had back. Those governmental morons were just racking up the brownie points.Peggy crawled up into my lap and leaned back against my chest. I pulled Izzy and Lilly beneath my arms and linked with the three of them. Three sparks, three tiny little embers that represented the very best part of me, I gave to each of them. All three shuddered and pushed harder against me. I felt stronger and more. I was going to put out a daily column on post 9/11 and how the world had changed. Any and every change was acceptable for posting, whether or not it happened to be politically correct. From clerks in 7-11 getting targeted for beatings to babies having their shoes removed to gain access to air travel. It interested the hell out of me and I wanted to see if it interested others. Doing a book sounded great, but it was a lot of work to get a finished product that may not even be popular. I could.