None of it is nor will ever take place) If you have already read the first two chapters, White and Pink, then you pretty much have the gist of how my ...eek went. My formerly tomboy girlfriend couldnt keep her hands off of me, and was dressing like a teenage wet dream. My 10 year old little sister wanted an orgasm once every couple of nights or so. Not to be out done by big sis, baby sister was right there too a couple of nights a week, wanting me to read her a story. Although I have to admit its. I'm okay... Imean I'm not... But I'm not going to die or anything... I promise...Look can you make sure as many of the players can be there Saturday?Do you mind if I invited two friends from the baseball team to comealso? I need to talk to them too..."Sam softly asked, "Are you sure?"I nodded and looked at my friends. "Yeah... Definitely sure. Lookthere is a lot that's been going on with me... It's nothing bad oranything, I promise. It's just hard for me to talk about and I reallydon't want to. I was putty in the hands of a sculpting master. He pushed all the buttons to drive me to be the willing plaything of a more experienced partner. His hands were kneading my ass, loosening the muscles and preparing me for his massive cock.He set me down. I was beyond the point of arousal. My only thoughts were to get my lover naked and his massive cock deep inside me. I wanted his hot cum to fill my insides. He had ditched his jacket and I was undoing the double Windsor he tied. I got on my toes. We had packed a survival package for Ernie comprising bedding and food, I had noticed that there was still pots and dishes in the homestead so he wouldn't be roughing it too much. I had impressed on him that if he had any difficulties at all to get in touch with us and we would come and collect him.His only comment "Stop being like clucky hens, I'm old enough and ugly enough to look after myself." I had a feeling that Jean would be taking care of him, perhaps that's why he was so eager to go.