Time was, onButton's side after all. The two sat in silence, glaring at each other.The first one to blink lost.Dave was standing in the bathroom look...ng at the mirror. A strangeperson was on the other side of the glass. That was NOT Dave Roberts.No, Dave Roberts was stud of a man, who stood tall and didn't let anyonefuck with him. He rejected all of this as some drug inducedhallucination. "I'm gonna sue that motherfucker when this over." Davesaid to that other person in the mirror. Dave. "That was putting it mildly. The stupid ship had shown up, unannounced, as they were having Remembrance Eve dinner, swapping stories of the old life. Creating tradition. Squirrel timing had never been good.Actually, that wasn't true. It was too easy, Chuck thought, to go off on the squirrels. Humans, and Orang, seemed to need an "other" to consider inferior, and since they weren't around the furry tailed race had come to be it. It was unfair.But, then, so was life.Tammy and Nona pulled two. It all satisfied those surface needs, but my heart still longed for Jake. It was him I was saving my virginity to and who was the main character in the majority of of masturbation fantasies. I still prefered masturbating while submerged in a tub of water and thrashing about like a seal having a seizure and splashing the bathroom floor. My mother never remarried. She was always a beautiful woman which deepened my resentment towards her. Jake and my mother would remain very close throughout. (I'd cum twice already just from sucking his balls earlier!) My own moans were throaty and hoarse, mingling with hers. One would have thought he was killing the two of us; but then he was certainly slaughtering our poor little cunts! Oh how mine hurt each time he thrust in, yet how empty and sad it felt each time he was feeding his cock into Saela. My mind was doing cartwheels as it tried to catch up to the sensations of my body, but it never could. When he had reached 22 inches, he was.