NO.Really? Then why write them?Ah, they turn me on.So you do want to do those things.NO.Listen to yourself, " Tina. " That’s what you call yourself,...isn’t it?I nodded my head yes.They have a common thread, don’t they? You want someone to lead you to do it, because you don’t have the nerve to do what you want to do. Isn’t that right?No, I don’t think so.Yes, I think so,No.You want someone to lead you because you don’t have the balls to do it by yourself. If you had the balls, you’d be sucking. I could not believe what I just heard Mom say, for a nineteen year old guy who is a biker, I have heard some wild things but they sound so strange hearing it from Mom.Mom is a hot looking woman in her early forties who works as a librarian for a local college and keeping up with tradition she wears the Librarian's style of glasses, oval in black;brown or silver.Lately I have paid more attention to Mom as she wore her glasses for reading the stock market reports, phone books and paperback. " Yeah I know Carol. It isn't Paul I am uncomfortable with. It is me. I told you how all of your continual talk about the advantages of bi-sexuality had gotten to me a little. I was beginning to wonder how it would feel to suck a cock or be fucked in the ass." Why are you so afraid my love? I love doing those things." I am not sure, probably because of the shit we males put out as adolescents... I guess we are perpetual adolescents in some ways." Just because Paul sucked your cock doesn't make. Then the fire in back of us will not have anything to burn. If we then move into the burned out area we just might survive this mess."Mave motioned for Shaylee to come to her."Look, girl, we're in deep trouble! There's a big fire behind us, and there's no place to hide, so we have to make our own place. If we burn enough of the grasses off in front of us, we can move the wagons into the middle of that space and just maybe we'll survive this," said Maeve as she jumped from the wagon.With eyes as.