Good looking older black man, shaved head, nice shape. we talked for a moment. He quizzed me up about my age, experience as I embellished my gay-sex r...sume, saying I had been with many black men, and loved to be gangbanged. He then followed me down the stairs, his eyes focused on my thonged ass. I immediately turned back toward him, smiled, and dropped to my knees. I unzipped his jeans and reached into his fly to grab his cock. I got very nervous once i felt its girth, but continued on as. "I... don't want to have sex until I'm married. But ifI'm ever un-grounded and able to start dating, I guess I'm going to betempted sometimes, and maybe it would be safer to be on birth controljust in case?" That's a good idea, yes. Both waiting until you're married, andrecognizing that you might not have the strength to do that. What doyou mean, 'if you're ever un-grounded', though?"I told her how Mom and Dad had grounded Sophia for a month and me for amonth plus however long I stayed a. Besides, I know just as you do, that you don't really want me to come home."My father, true to his nature, wasn't going to let that line of conversation go on any longer that it already had. He quickly changed the subject."Have any of you heard where we're spending the night? Oh, and the next big question. I don't remember any luggage. What are we going to change into?"I gave him a little smile and he winked back at me. Jessica, Theresa, and my mother took those problems to heart, and the. It had been at least a week, possibly more since my last rushed meal caught on my way to meet my doom at the God's hands. The flesh of the fish was dense and velvety with an aftertaste that made me savor every bite. When I had eaten all I could, I wrapped the rest of the meat in a mat woven of the long grasses and soaked in river water before I placed it in the banked fire with still-glowing coals over it. I then used several more mats I wove together to focus the smoke on the meat and sought.