It speaks well for your intelligence, that you want to know more. Think of it as a six month sentence to Hell. I'll be doing my damnedest to turn the ...hree of you into lean, mean killing machines. Sort of a military boot camp, but much worse than the normal benevolent kind. I intend to make you so bad, that you'll think smuggling arms is for Girl Scouts - or I'll break you from your felonious tendencies so thoroughly, that you'll run home to mama with your tails tucked between your legs."Either. “Yea, sure are. Say, you want to try ‘em on?” I asked, “Jeff will lend me a pair of his jox, if ya like”.“Can I - that would be awesome!” Andrew replied as Jeff walked the short distance to the bed.“Way kewl, dude, just grab any pair of my jox you want and Andrew can get changed in the bathroom”I knew my chance was here. I reached for the pair of speedos I had seen lying in his cycle shorts. I disappeared into the bathroom and as I slowly pulled my jox down I felt my cock spring into full life. There is not a woman alive who is not attracted to him, from his personality to his a****l magnetism that even makes lesbians chase him. When he walks around naked in all his male glory, my eyes can’t move from that perfectly formed firm ass and inviting package dangling between his muscular legs. It makes me moist just envisioning the tempting sight. The feel of his long strong arms wrapped around me in a innocent loving embrace that sets my body on fire with far from innocent reactions and. You had better tell me or I will beet it out of Robert. If he has done something to you that he should not, I will have his guts for garters and worse." It was nothing like that, he did not do harm to me." I said and then I told her about what I had seen between Elaine and Robert. Elaine, for all that she was only nineteen, was a motherly sort of person who inspired confidentiality. She was a little bit on the plump side and did her hair in the old fashioned stile of the nineteen century work.