I could see the bulge in his Boxer-briefs, whichquite frankly nearly made me breathless. I assumed it was ok for me toremove some clothing as well, so...I stripped to my boxers as well. All the tents were quite far from one another, for no other reasonthan the island was rocky and hard to find flat areas to pitch them, sotalking freely was easy with no one close enough to hear. Rich startedtalking about the campfire and all the guys bragging their victories of thehot blond in High School and. Yet I was a human being, and thus subject to all the vices and lusts of mankind, of humankind. Oh how I love the feeling of a hard, blood filled cock somewhere in my body, exciting me, pouring forth its sperm to thrill me.The morning sun came through the window and my eyes opened; a firm hand masturbating my wet lips brought me to wakefulness. After breakfast, I showered and planned my wardrobe. Underneath, my hidden stash of goodies produced a thong which barely covered my nether lips while a. Now answer the question before I demonstrate just how unhappy I am with you,” I told him.“Fuck you, you cops can’t hold me or deny me my rights,” he said next.“We are not the police,” I told him, losing patience with him.“Even the DEA can’t deny me my rights,” he said next in a sure voice. He should have been in the jail that I was taken to when all of this began, I thought to myself.“We aren’t the DEA either or the CIA. We are a group of private citizens who deal with the TRUTH and dispense. "Emily put a hand over his mouth. "Be quiet, Doug. Jason needs sympathy." I'm sorry, Jason," Doug said grudgingly. "What can we do for you?" I don't want to be alone," Jason said. "You two are my best friends and Emily, I love you. But I'm sorry to interrupt. I'll leave." He started to rise to his feet.Emily turned around and looked at Doug, still lying on his back, naked. He shrugged.Emily pulled Jason back down to the futon. 'It's okay, Jason. Stay awhile and we'll talk and try to make you.