"Take that cock deep in your fuckin' throat" I added as I watched Joe suck real hard and fast on Corky's cock. "You like sucking cock don't you, sissy...boy?" I asked. "Uh huh" was all he could mumble. "You're a good cock sucking sissy, aren't you?" I then asked. Yet another "Uh huh" came forth. Raising up to Corky, "I want to fuck this shitty whore" I told him and with that Corky pulled Joe off his cock, "Get on the bed" he ordered Joe and I watched as Joe climbed up on the bed. I had gone over. As with Part Three, it has been modified and streamlined to fit the rest of the story. It is written from the third-person perspective as well. This chapter takes place on day five. Part Five, At Ayers Rock is based on a dream session from May 2003, and described to you in a chat log in late May. As with all previous chapters, it has been modified and streamlined to fit the rest of the story. It is written from the third-person perspective. This chapter takes place on day six. Part Six: Night. " I don't know about that. Some people would disagree with you, my wife for example, if she ever found out." You're funny. What I meant was that you're not a kid." Like you, for example?" I'll take that the nice way." Do." I think a woman's more attractive when she still has her youthful spirit in her, and she hasn't traded away her right to being a girl first and foremost." What about a man?" A man's more of a man the less of a boy he is." I like it. You're a real philosopher. Can I ask how. “No, really, I do. It’s a little sweeter than what youhad, you know, I just live around the corner.”She shook her head, and I left. As I pulled out of thelot, I saw her getting in her car. I parked my car infront of my house, and a car pulled down the streetslowly. It pulled right in front of my car, and she gotout! I couldn’t believe it. She had taken me up on myoffer.“Hey dummy,” she said, “you forgot your cigarettes; youleft ’em on the.