..please." "Well, we're going to do this my way then," he said. "Put your hands downby your side." My body was quaking with anticipation as I...knelt before him on thebasement floor. Obediently I put my arms at my side. "Good." He took a last swig off of his beer and moved up to the edge ofthe couch so his balls hung down swinging free and his ass was right on the endof the cushion. He grabbed his cock and told me to move in between his legs. I did,picking the hem of my. I relaxed and mumbled something, but to save what little pride I had left, I kept my pistol uncovered and my reins in my off-hand.It turns out that we did run into something unusual as soon as we were part way down the broad tree-lined avenue that pierced the center of the park like a Redman's arrow. What we ran into was a fair sized crowd of folks lining both sides of the avenue. I reckoned most of the people living in New London were there. As we rode by, the crowd clapped, cheered and fell. But he gave them the impression that he was not keen on making new friends, as he wished he was back with his old friends in Bismarck.As for his new classmates, they were into Jesus and were born again Christians. One of his classmates told him that after school, they often met for Evangelical Christian fellowship and even studied together. They were extremely nice people but Peter wasn't interested at all in their lifestyle.But one thing was for sure. He wasn't really going to remembered their. I sighed a sigh of relief, why I don't know, there was no blood on the tampon and theoretically he could still impregnate me, god know I was ripe for fertilization, but my relief was his relief and we accepted we had just done something unique, and enjoyed it.The next day came and went and still my periods did not arrive, I was starting to panic slightly, what if my brother had fertilized me? As strange as it sounds it made me hornier than ever, abstract sex. like my **** fantasies, I was.