“These are for you,” she said, putting them in my hand. Without another word, she left the room and went upstairs. I lay on the sofa, amazed at wh...t had just happened. I pulled the duvet over me and held her knickers close to my nose, smelling her sweet scent. I stuffed them in the pocket of my jeans hanging over the back of the sofa and went to sleep.The following morning, I awoke to the smell of bacon cooking. The family was milling about throughout the house, so I got my jeans and pulled. Was I any better? I had at my fingertips, medical discoveries to come for at least the next 50 years. A lot of those were huge. I could ease and save lives, just by revealing what I knew. If I did that, though, it would mean the end of my freedom, and life as I knew it. What was I to do?I was selfish. I liked my freedoms that were guaranteed and mentioned in the Constitution, the Bill of Rights, and the Declaration of Independence. For the most part, the government did a great job of watching. It looked less like a penis and more like some sex rod or sperm tube or something that was just sexual, sexual, sexual.“Suck it boy! Suck it!”Caci had never seen such a cock. The extended foreskin was foreign to him although it was less noticeable now that the shaft was so hard and the head only partially covered. It was ugly but it was beautiful. Caci was afraid of it yet he wanted to surrender to it; surrender and suck and please it.He melded his mouth to the i****tian penis and pushed until. He knew that she had seen him by the shiver of anticipation.He sat down next to her. Still, she did not move. Good girl. She showed promise.She was of medium height; he could gauge, dark brown shoulder length hair, cut perfectly. Her hands were immaculate, clean, well manicured understated nails. Her shoes, skirt, blouse and jacket showed exquisite taste without shouting it. The crisp white blouse was unbuttoned enough to show an awesome cleavage. He was already imagining ways to play.This was.