Why so fast? Nobody knows why our brains develop as they do, but mine just happened to be turbocharged. Apparently I was perfectly normal in every ot...er way, and I had a pretty normal childhood. I wasn’t into sports much, but I did find out how much fun I could have with a bat. I was nine or ten years old when I went with Dad to a batting cage that had a computer controlled pitching machine. He set it to feed me the mixture of pitches that you’d get from a human pitcher, and gradually. The flight itself was relaxed and when I asked if our children could get a look in the cockpit, the stewardess introduced us to the Captain. Bram and Naomi even had a chance to sit in his chair for a minute. With the airplane flying on the autopilot, we were in no danger of them crashing the plane. Additionally, the stewardesses also had several special treats in store for us. Since we were just married, they gave us a small party. The other first class travelers were good sports and. West Hollywood was Patton’s destination. Being from L.A., he knew that’s where much of the gay population was concentrated. He started his truck and headed for the 10 Freeway. Making his way to West Hollywood, Patton drove around some until he noticed a rainbow flag under a dim yellow cone-light. Above the flag, he saw “Buck” in large sheet metal letters. He took a left at the next corner and parked.His heart was racing. For a moment, it called all of the blood back from his cock. “What is this. Maggie, you and the kids are off until school starts, right? Babs, you don’t have to be anywhere, right?” Caroline kept to herself the fact that she really wanted to get it on with both bosomy blondes, and she’d love to initiate Jason. She simply knew her husband wanted the women, all of them.Babs made up their minds for them. “Okay, we’ll stay till the end of the week. After that, we’ll just have to see.”Malcolm clapped his hands in delight. “Excellent! We’ll stay ashore tonight. The skipper.