Okay here goes, he takes a breath and mumbles I'm gay.What I couldn't quite catch that I responded.With a little more power in his voice. He repeated....I'm gay.I stood there amazed on how this beautiful beast could be gay.He put his head down in shame like I was going to judge him or something.I leanted over grabbed another tool and whispered. Hey its cool man, you are what you are. And anyway I'm bi.Right after I whispered in his ear I saw light come to his eyes.I smiled at him, he smiled back. " "Bad, very bad, bat shit crazy bad," was Dylan's stunnedreply."Aptly put. Bethany started to remember things that Granny told her andrealized that this was her destiny. In both of your cases, you were bornand thrusted into to these roles. Now I need you to tread carefully withBethany, as the path she and her Granny took tore apart her family. Bothof her siblings blame her for their parent's deaths and she is stilldealing with that undeserved guilt. Finally, I am not sure if she willremember. Youve dreamt about me? Yes. Ive been dreaming about you also. I cant seem to get you out of my mind. She wrapped her arms around him, not believing how right it felt to be there standing in his arms. Hey, you wanna get out of here? Go grab a burger or something. He asked. I would love to. Cool. Taking her hand they went over to their friends told them they were going to leave and do their own thing, and headed out the door. When they got to his truck he helped her up into the passenger seat,. The handle was roughly the size of a standard butt plug, even shaped similarly, with the exception of the ridges that lined it. M dribbled a wad of spit onto my asshole, and started working the handle in. “Relax and take it like a good little whore,” he ordered. “Yes, sir” I dutifully replied. Regardless I tensed a bit as he slowly worked it deeper and deeper into my ass. We had played with this tool before (what can I say, we both have very active sexual imaginations), and despite the.