She said, "We want you to have some fun, too, Franny. It's the start ofyour honeymoon, girlfriend." She gasped as Daryl gave a particularlyhard thr...st. "So why don't you play with your nipples and stroke thattiny thing between your legs." She paused while he gave her a few moreviolent jabs. To me she went on, "But don't you dare squirt into yourpanties. Don't squirt at all. You can't do that unless I say so. And Idoubt I'll be saying that very often. Maybe never."And then she was too. "Then she offered, "Why don't you just keep looking at me then while you jerk off, would that work? I obviously won't touch you or anything, but maybe just giving you the visual stimulation would help, do you think?" It's worth a shot" I said, and I pulled my cock out of my pants. I started to stroke standing at the end of her bed, looking at her. "Not yet", she said. "I still have 10 minutes left on this last one. It has to be in a little while. Go in the living room and try to keep that thing. I especially wanted to get any traces of blood out of my white things, so I was concentrating on that when I heard a buckboard arrive at my front door. I went through the house and out the front door to find a man struggling to help another man get from the buckboard bed to my surgery. "What's wrong?" I asked."I don't know, Ma'am. Jed, here, has an awful pain in his gut. Is the doctor around?" I'm the only doctor for 30 miles. Do you want me to look at him?" I guess he ain't got no choice. I. I didn't know who the guy was butfelt sure that if he found out I was a guy, he'd kill me. But thenagain, if I didn't fulfil Jayne's order, I'd be dead on Monday at school.It wasn't so much "between a rock and a hard place", as "dead tonight ordead on Monday".We resumed dancing and I casually scanned the darkness for signs of theboy, catching my breath when I saw him. He had a crisp white shirt onwith the collar folded back over the top of his brown jacket. His tighttrousers flared out at.