He was a 24 year old man walking around like an 80 year old. Within a month he was a total invalid, unable to walk at all, his legs pathetically thin ...nd useless. The disease began to spread to his arms, he became clumsy, unable to eat his food, sign his name or even go to the toilet on his own. He felt disgusted within himself, his brain was as sharp as ever but his body failed to do his bidding, as if he were in a dream. His speech became slurred and unintelligible, the muscles of his tongue. "Seth went out the back door and started toward the well-worn path that led across the sun-seared pasture to his uncle's small store. He had only gone a few yards when his mother called him back."Get me five pounds of white flour, Seth. Have him put it on our account. Look," his mother put her hand on his shoulder and stared into his eyes, "I know you only did what you thought was right, was charitable, but your Uncle Luke's been in serious trouble already. He can't afford to feed a Confederate. Peter was no slouch either in the dick department, but his real specialty was lasting power. 30 minutes could pass with the tightest pussy on earth, and he wouldn’t even be close to cumming. Mike tried to hide his grin. If, no when, he got these boys to fuck his girlfriend and her hot little sister, the girls would be in for a world of pleasure. And get them to agree he did. Jason was more than happy to put out all $715 to get some of the tight pussy Mike was offering. Jason wasn’t going to. " Cindy took the knife and sliced the end off one. The inside meat was a lovely, dark pink color, with a moist, rubbery texture. The open fissure running down the center of the fruit added to the resemblance. Cindy laughed and scooped out a glistening glob with her finger. "Mmm, it is good. Tastes a little like watermelon." "I always knew you'd like pussyfruit." "OK, wise guy, lets eat." I punched holes in a few of the big hairy coconuts, and we settled down to our highfructose picnic. Cindy.