Before he could say anotherword, I hurried off without looking back at him. Maybe it was on accountof the way he made me feel weird inside. I had th...t same weird feelingwhen I woke up that night after a strangely disconcerting but not at allunpleasant dream. All I could recall was that this boy and I were theonly ones in the dream. The erection I had as I woke up was one of themost intense I ever had up to that moment. The details of that dreamfaded as did my erection. The sun was shining. "I do not have that difficulty any more. My oldest and best friend, Maynard G. Krebs is now May Nardgee. Shouldn't May, now, be my best friend? Logically, and even using post-'Brown vs. the Board of Education' moral standards, you are not supposed to care what is on the outside; it is what's on the inside that matters. But when it comes to men and women, logic and morality are hard to apply. "Ask yourself, how easy is it for you, if you are a healthy, normal, red-blooded American male, to. Knew she could be loud but we didn't care, it was all natural and we were out amongst nature.She turned again, her face to mine as she lay atop, guiding me back inside her. My hands on her soft ass, I was deep inside as she writhed on top. Moaning softly as she straddled me, my hands feeling those soft breasts and firm nipples. I looked down to see as she rode, her hands up behind her head, Still going slow to feel each movement, her lips parted as she whispered for me to keep going. Whispering. But, yeah, he's got a lot to learn still." Future still looks pretty good for them, actually. Not so much for you or your son. I was about to avert my eyes, but I forced myself not to. Not just because I didn't want her to notice my reaction. But for my own sake. It was something that needed to be done, yes. But if I was to be king, and was to make such decisions on a regular basis, I'd better get used to seeing the consequences. My sister had her mother's smile. A hint of sadness that never.