He was a man of strict and unbending morals – he was unforgiving to those who crossed him but he would defend the helpless without reservation. If y...u think about it the tough regime in the orphanage was guaranteed to produce men of extreme natures. There was no way you could survive if you were not prepared to handle yourself. Billy was a quiet, taciturn man who kept his emotions to himself and appeared to be reserved. Having not received any affection he in return found it difficult to show. “I’m sorry, but he hasn’t.”Serori frowns as well as her face shadows with sadness. “Does that mean he hasn’t been in?” she asks sounding a little more hopeful than she looks.“Oh, he’s been in,” Bear informs her. “He just hasn’t asked about you.” He flashes her a smile and continues. “Cheer up. I’m sure he was thinking of you.”“Doubt it,” she mumbles.“Hell, I thought about you the whole time,” the man admits. “But hey, he’s just one guy, right?”“Kind of,” she mumbles again.“Come on, kiddo,” he. He informed me "Don't worry,I'm not gonna put my dick in your butt…only homos do that". Iturned around stiffly, cupped my skinny pale buttocks in each hand,and prepared for the worst. I felt all at once the heat from Tom'sbody, the smoothness of his cock pressed along the crack of my ass,and the tickly feel of his pubic hair against me. I felt his breathon my neck and his hands gripped firm my narrow hips. He beganpushing himself against me, as I suspected Ted was doing asthe "caboose". Since. The fantasy could be anything as long as pain wasn't involved. Light bondage, water sports, role playing at being a streetwalker and a pimp are just some of the things that we did.Some fantasies were better than others and they tended to be repeated from time to time. The ones that repeated the most for Janice were black lovers and gangbangs and she usually combined them. When it was Janice's month to chose and she chose the "Black" scenario a night might go something like this: I would come.