“Me,” was all Becky said.“Ummmm babe, I don’t share well,” was my reply to that statement.“Well I thought.. um.. perhaps.. um ..you couldf...ckusboth,” she said as one word.My face lit up at the prospect of a threesome but trying to appear casual about it at the same time. “You are all the woman I need,” I cooed, as I crossed the room and squeezed her in a bear hug.Becky reached down and gently squeezed my growing dick as she said “your penis betrays you, my dear.”“Damn horny bastard. I was. Sarah led me to the entrance, ahead of the queue, where she flashed a smile at the bouncer who then simply unhitched the rope and opened the door for us. Already I could feel the thump thump thump passing through me, washing away any hesitation.Through a set of inner doors the music pounded into me, lights flashing all around. Almost the entire club was a writhing mass of bodies. Dancing, drinking, laughter everywhere, flashes of faces for only the briefest of moments before murky twilight. Sophie could only stand there, her mouth open in wonder as she gazed at its inner treasure. He stood there, like a sentry, his eyes closed and body slack as he waited to be activated. Sophie quickly leafed through the sea of foam packing as she searched in unabashed excitement for the instruction manual. When she found it, she couldn't help but wince. The book had to have been thicker than her new CB's head. She opened the manual hurriedly, her eyes scanned across the printed words, quickly. They worked hard all day, with a big boostof confidence as the students whispered to one another that going afterWalker was a sentence worse than death: complete isolation, banishmentfrom all youth groups, and being a pariah in school.The one issue was Walker was asked he was always with the, "Sissy boy"Clint. He looked those asking in the eye and told them, "I'm his friend.He's my cousin and has been my friend since I got adopted. I don't carewhat you think about him, he's the best friend I.