Aran had a house built in a more rural area of Washington, mainly away from people and more near the lake. The house was very upscale and due to remot... work becoming the norm, the bachelor's home for good. One downfall of rural life was that Aran found it harder to meet women but thanks to some connections and online dating, he could get a different woman to come to meet him every week. Aran had formed close friendships with strip club owners and men who ran escort agencies so he always had a. I stood up and felt weird as I lowered my pants and underwear. I pulled them off and sat back on the bed, my hairless balls tight and my cock sticking straight up in the air. Both Jack and I had penises only a little thicker than one of those first grade pencils. By the time I wrapped my fingers around mine, I saw that the head of Jack's was bright red. When he opened his eyes and saw me half naked next to him he never looked back at the magazine. I have to admit that the sexual energy I got. When we had finished, we freshened up, and headed to the dining car for breakfast.“I hope I didn’t spoil things, interrupting you like that,” Lori said. “I tried to wait until I thought you might be up.”“We were certainly up,” Megan said. “Well, at least Will was up me! Don’t worry, what you did to me was really nice; you can ‘interrupt’ like that any time!”“This coming week, there won’t be a need to interrupt, with Tracy, that makes two couples,” Lori said. “Of course, we could try to get all. I could feel her hot tears as they rained down onto the back of my hand. I could feel her lips as she kissed my hand over and over."Lauren ... Lauren," was all I could think of to say. But I was confused, both from the memory of where I had been, and why Lauren was here right now.And where had I been? Why was Jazz there? Where was she now? Why was Lauren here? She looked exactly like she did the last time I saw her a year or so ago. I couldn't really remember when that was or how long ago.Then.