They always did "Always something to take in." That's just life" Yes" It came to Seth that the gift was Greg's answer to his question. Greg would not ...orget. Greg did want Seth to be part of his life in the years to come. Seth ran a hand over the guitar and then held it out for Greg. Greg hesitated then accepted it. Greg understood. Here at the trailer or out at the farm, it did not make much difference now. There was no your place or mine anymore.Greg shifted the conversation away from talk of. “Damn!” Said the man who sat in the passenger seat. “She’s got some sexy tits!” “Yea she’s real fine Boss!” Said the man who was always to my left. Most girls I knew would be cringing that strangers would be looking them over like this and making such comments. Not me! My chest swelled with pride and a smile spread wide on my face. The driver spoke again, “Take two steps forward, get on your knees, and spread your legs.” The heels I had on made it easy for me to take two very sexy, hip swaying. He then offered to reciprocate with a foot rub. After some initial hesitation, I agreed, trusting that his motives were innocent. He began to rub my foot, taking care to massage each toe and work out all of the accumulated soreness from our week of hiking and touring. As he moved to my ankles and eventually my calves, I found myself getting turned on. I tried to ignore my rapidly rising pulse and increased breathing and not allow Thomas to see the effect he was having on me with his talented. But still would not go into the store. I begged him to drive an hour and a half to me so that I could give him money and he could go into the store and get it. So that I would not have to go without it. the next one I write I will have to write about my kinky side. But I hate to have too much talk and not enough sex in the stories. Thats lame. Okay so the guy that I lost my virginity with started having sex about everynight. It was always about the same though. And after a month or so we broke.