September 30, 1984, McKinley, Ohio“Mike Loucks in a suit?” Jocelyn teased. “What’s next? ‘Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together ......mass hysteria!‘?”I was tying my tie on Sunday morning, just before it was time to leave for church.I chuckled, “It does happen.”“You wore a sport coat for your interviews, right?”“Yes. Wearing a dress shirt and tie was considered the base standard, and I really didn’t feel like wearing a suit while being interrogated!”“You did say it was like you imagined. I reached out to guide that huge shaft again into my hungry cunt.I grasped his stem; at the same time raising my hips up to align the head with my soaking wet slit. As I looked down to guide it, I could see my puffy red and swollen lips.I began slowly to lower my body down on the shaft, exposing its big head from underneath the foreskin. I gasped loud as I felt the head invading me again.I shrieked and my pussy started convulsing again. I moaned, cried and screamed, knowing that I could not. He walked toward the creek, noting that the turf was greener and the ground softer in early summer than it had been in early autumn.After about five minutes, he realized he was being watched. “I come as a friend. I am known to Amos.”He waited.“You Holli-man?” It was a teenager.“Yes.”“You are expected. Come.”Richard followed the youth for a few minutes and came to a clearing where there were several fires, six or eight humpies, and two dozen aborigines of various ages and both genders. Amos. I pushed her against the chair, took off her clothing, and did her right then and there. She was saying no, but I kept going. It wasn’t until I came that I noticed the tears in her eyes. She ran upstairs and we didn’t talk for the rest of the trip. She went home, and we didn’t see each other again until this october.We went to a theme park and had a really nice time. She didn’t seem mad at me or anything, and as weird as this seems, she was still wishy washy with clothes around me. Coming into.