” He nuzzled my ear and whispered, “I need to cum with you Angel. Just like old times.” I leaned my head to the side and closed my eyes. God tha... felt good. Josh always had an effect on me, and he knew how to use his power on me. I moaned softly. “Yes.” “Yes, Angel. You know you want me. Just like I want you. Need you.” He stressed the words. “I need to feel you.” “Yes.” I said again, my body betraying me. “Okay. Tonight, meet me at the old barn up the hill. You know the one. With the loft.”. He was turning me in. It was all over. When I woke up I couldn't shake the dream. While I showered I had visions of my story going out over the local news. My mother's shame. My grandmother's horror. At odd moments I groaned audibly. This was the kind of shit you couldn't even take to a therapist. I felt so filthy, so awful. And yet still I had to walk Monty every day, watch him sashay ahead of me, his head erect, nose twitching in the air, his balls swaying between his thighs. I threw myself. As soon as he finished the original house printer, there wasn’t much for him to do. He went on to develop other automation products under his own company name.”Valerie said, “The villain in your story, Denise ... what ever happened to her?”Danny said, “She’s now a rather well respected reconstructive surgeon.”“Where did that come from?” Valerie asked.“In her senior year, she was involved in an automobile accident. She wasn’t horribly injured, but did end up with some scarring on her face. Her. "No other place I'd want you to be." Becky leaned down fully onto me and gave me a kiss. My hands slid down her back and cupped her beautiful butt. "I never knew how sexy you could be." "If you only knew," she said a devilish smile. "Tease." She laughed. "Get up. I want to take your picture." I took her over to a nearby pine tree and had her do some poses for me. All I had for a camera was a cell phone so the shots weren't very fancy, but that was good enough. She stood next to the tree, peeked.