"Rod, let's not beat around the bush, OK? I'm here to talk to you or any of your fraternity brothers if there's something I can help you with. I hope ...ou know that. Do you want to talk, or are there other things bothering you?" Teresa asked, watching as Rod sort of shifted the way he was sitting, and she could tell his hardon hadn't gone down at all."Well," Rod hesitated, "I guess there's really more than talking that's bothering me. Can I be honest and get your opinion on some things regarding. Both widowed several years earlier they had always said it was like one of those magical moments when their eyes met across a crowded room and they just knew it was love. With Miriam had come her son Joel, who was of a similar age to Warren’s own daughter, Cecilia. It all seemed so perfect but life in far north Queensland was very different from the life Miriam and Joel had led in America. It was not that Miriam minded that much. She was blissfully happy really, it was the holidays that got her. My stomach fluttered and my skin broke out in goose flesh. Dave skipped the feather up my belly back up to finally touch on my aching nipples. They were rock hard and the touch of the feather tingled as I shuddered in the agony of unfulfilled desire. I opened my eyes to see Dave watching me intently. His blue eyes met mine and he smiled wickedly. He knew what he was doing to me. I glanced down at his cock, now fully hard, the tip glistening with drops of pre-cum I wished I could lick.. ..”I paused, feeling my loneliness for her and Joey’s company swell.I asked softly, “How do I wake them?”“You’ve seen Sleeping Beauty, haven’t you, boy? That would be the easiest way for you. Just find someone who loves them and have them kiss them. The emotions will do the rest.”“That’s all?” I asked, surprised he didn’t try to make me offer anything for the information.“Not quite. That’s just the beginning. They will wake up, but they probably will not remember anything about themselves or.