His dark hair falls to his shoulders in uneven lengths like he hasn't seen an actual barber in months. His shirt is a basic piece of cloth that was on...e white and has now taken on a hue of yellow from the sun and sweet."Are you here for a pirate excursion?" You both agree. "I'll warn you both, what you find or lose will be permanent. It could be of great value or little consequence, but there will be at least one consequence. Do you agree to continue?"Both of you agree to continue, albeit a. Sex was something I did manage to initiate with him when he wasstill working. Sometimes. He seemed to enjoy it, and even seemedgrateful afterward. But then he'd return to his piles of proposalsand reports, determined to make up for lost time. That's what heonce actually called it, lost time. Sex with me was lost time. Iwas days recovering from that, though he never even knew what itwas he'd said.We had no close friends any more. The few people we knew who'dalso retired young left town. He stopped in his tracks and looked at her, stunned all over again. They fell into each others’ arms. This time was magical, different from before. They seemed to melt together as they kissed, their hips moving together like the waves on an ocean. He kissed her neck and collarbone, hands squeezing her breasts. He tried to push the blouse down; she pushed his hands down, and he raised the skirt, his hand exploring her legs in the garter hose, past the garter band and up further, past the. I was mesmerized as Jamie’s mouth stretched around the silky flesh of Tom’s cock. I couldn’t at that time say how I’d like to take Jamie’s place. Before we left the river each of us had emptied our young balls into Jamie’s busy mouth. Thinking back, I don’t remember a drop hitting the ground. For much of that summer we let Jamie tag along, always handy for young horny boys like us.Tom had a sister, she was a year older than us and hot as fuck. Adolescence had been very good to Tiffany! I knew.