I tried desperately to conjure up non-sexual images so I didn’t have to masturbate again. I put more clothes away in the closet and dressers, re-mad... the bed after all and thankfully my erection subsided. I turned out the lights and climbed between the cool, crisp sheets. I lay there thinking about Jools and tried to analyze the hold she had on me. I drifted off into a well-deserved and satisfying sleep. I woke up happy and refreshed, albeit with my typical morning hard on, trying frantically. .. But finally I'd been allowed to touch myself, and I rememberjerking my cock madly as Tanner massaged and poked Daphne's breasts to hisheart's content. Suddenly, as I was approaching orgasm, Tanner had noticed mytrembling knees, and he'd let go of Daphne's breasts, and come over and kickedme in the stomach. "Slow down" he'd said gruffly. "You can't orgasm til I tell you that you can." Toslow me down further, Tanner had gotten down on one knee and pulled mycircumsized foreskin painfully over. Cherie hurried to help and the three of them were able to wrestle him out of the truck.Rob's pale face and the loose way his head rolled on his shoulders scared Mary half to death. They carried him inside and into the bedroom that Susan indicated with her head. As gently as they could they lowered him onto the bed. The only sound from Rob throughout the ordeal was weak groans of pain."We need to get these off him," Cherie said as she tried to look at the wound through the rip in his pants.Susan. It was better to be a faceless member of the mob than to stand out from the crowd. The Pfand X stated that they were to live a life of moderation in every respect: wealth, religion, and community.Anticipating the cold harsh winter, it was obvious that food would be their greatest problem. Their scavenging expeditions through the ruins of the town had allowed them to come up with the barest minimum necessary to survive. The gold coin of Samuel Goldstein had helped significantly, but everyone.