"Larry, are you okay?" Renee asked, on the other side of the bathroomdoor."Yeah," I said.It was easier than saying "A goddess granted one of my wishes... and nowI'm a freak."I shook my head and thought about how both of us had held that damnfigurine."What did you wish for?" I asked."What?" What did you wish from N'Kumba?" I asked.Renee didn't say anything for a moment. I stood still, not breathing,and listened to my heart beat."I wished I had a sister," she said. "But that's just silliness. . Didn't want no greenhorn's blood on my hands, don't you know," Johnny commented. Then more serious he continued, "You were a good learner Josh. Never too proud to learn or too stubborn to try something a different way than what you were used to. You always asked questions." With a big grin Johnny added, "That is when I wasn't talkin so much that you could get a word in." I always thought I was about the best there was at trackin," Red told Johnny. "But I found out I had a lot to learn when Josh. I hear her click the snaps of the strap on and as she pulls the dildo out of my ass I feel another rest against my cheek. I feel the bigger dildo press against my opening and I feel my little hole strain from the size as she gets it ready to go in. Just as she gets ready to stretch my little hole with that big dildo I feel the guy slide under me and his mouth wrap around my cock. So without hesitation I slide his cock back into my mouth. As I feel him growing in my mouth from my moaning, I feel. The smooth voice answered, and the heavy black wooden door clicked open letting me into the hallway, then upstairs. Richard was a well-rounded, Buddha-like figure, certainly no Achilles, clean shaven, smiling, friendly, middle aged, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I went in to the lounge, that the public schooling had helped him shape his character discretely. Classical music was playing in the background; all very calming and reassuring. He asked if I would like a glass of wine or cup of.