You have to face the truth. And so you begin..."Well..." you begin, pausing as you try to remember. "I had just gottenout of the shower and I was gett...ng ready to go out. I was... sixteen,I think. It was summer vacation and I had nothing better to do, so Idecided to go out." Go on," he says, smiling at you encouragingly."I was so nervous... I was afraid someone would recognize me, yet Istill decided to go out in my sister's clothes. She's a few years olderthan me, so her clothes were a little. Raja zipped up and helped her to sit on the table. I assumed all was over.However, she got off the table, made me stand up (Raja is sitting & watching from the other side now), unbuttoned my jeans, brought it down, kneeled down & pulled down my undies. Then she took out my dick in her hands and started caressing it. She knelt in front of me while i was standing and watching her do it. Slowly she gulped the entire shaft in her mouth and kept on working on it with her tongue, lips and hands. She. Sighing as he retrieved his old work gloves from the garage, Mike stepped out into the warming spring air and started to walk in Jessica’s direction. “Stop,” he called jovially. “Stop, before you hurt yourself.”“Hi Mike. Haven’t seen you in ages.” Jessica looked up and smiled, wiping some sweat from her brow with the back of her glove. “I was just trying to move this a few feet.”“Well, maybe if I help you it’ll keep your health insurance down a little,” he quipped as he came through the gate. Maybe he really believed that everybody get along peace crap. The hippy godfather.The private chambers were even more sumptuous than the rest of the mansion. Koontz was a man who'd indulged expensive tastes in fine arts. Well he probably called it fine arts. The sculptures and paintings of naked chicks Bachman had seen only provided further proof to him that pornography was the second oldest profession.The stuff Koontz kept to himself was way more of the mondo bizarro type. In one of the rooms.