I handed it over to her. "Try this," I said."What is it?" she asked, giving another careful sniff."An apple martini, also known as an appletini, altho...gh no self-respecting male would ever be heard saying that term. It's supposed to have an apple slice in it for garnish but I'm fresh out of apples at the moment."She took a small sip and her eyes lit up. "Hey, that's good," she said. She took a bigger drink. "It's really good." And it keeps the doctor away," I said. "Shall we go grab a seat?". I finally crawled into bed, anticipating a long and uninterrupted sleep. It was a great idea, but I kept waking up every hour or so, looking for Linda to be laying beside me. Fortunately, she arrived back at the motel around seven-thirty, crawled in beside me, and curled herself up on my chest. We both slept like logs for another three hours.I eventually dragged my ass out of bed, with a feeling of reluctance at having to leave Linda behind, and made my way down to the Whitehorse terminal yard.. "Here, Brother David," the young man said. "This bunk is empty." I thanked him, dropped my shoes and sat on the lower bunk.I looked around. I felt a lurch in my mind. Five young men shared this room, ages six and up? This wasn't good!I lay down, still dressed except for my shoes and tried to sleep. It was harder than I imagined it would be. Thus, it was impossible to ignore the two older boys come in a little later."Another prince for the princesses," the oldest one said, his voice bitter.That. Don't worry about the size of your cock. Okay? Just come. For me, please."So, I knelt on the mattress between Tara still wide-spread legs, her pussy glistening wet from both her natural juices, as well as my saliva, and at first I did feel self-conscious, and a little embarrassed, but she went out of her way to keep encouraging me; and I grew more excited as the seconds passed as I began more urgently stroking my cock.As I did that, I kept looking at Tara's facial expression, and trying to see.