Hes just looking at me, literally, in my eyes and hes expressionless other than the same surprised look. What? I ask again. I dont know. And he sits ...uietly, looking across the road. Great, Nat, just great. Now youve offended the guy or something. Why did you have to say that? I look up the road, relieved to see the bus finally approaching. Then I feel a hand around my shoulders. Startled, I face Jay again and hes looking at me again and leaning slightly in. You know, Natalie Kosher, youre. " You'll have to elaborate on that."She paused, apparently deliberating the response - if one was forthcoming at all. Finally, she began. "My period is just a couple of days away, for one thing. I know, there are the pills, but I ran out of them a week back - the local drugstore expects the next batch only by Monday. So right now, I am as fertile - read unsafe - as I've ever been in my life." You could buy them from the city - " Drive all the way and back - no gas, Daddy. It's too hot to go. John could see that she was fingering herself slowly and felt something strange. He could feel her body’s physical reactions to this all. He felt her heart start to race and flutter, and her felt her pussy start to get wet. This excited John and he wanted to feel more. He suggested that she bring herself off as fast as she could. With the command in place the dream-self of the girl was a blur of sexual energy. Her hands were franticly frigging her now enflamed pussy. She was shoving two fingers. When I was about ten, I remember going to the beach with my f****y. I brought along my friend, Bob, and we put down our towels a couple hundred yards from my mother and s****rs. I was wearing a baggy, boxer-style swim suit but as usual, I didn’t have anything on underneathe it, I liked the feeling of the wind blowing up my pants leg. Lying there, I would keep my legs spread apart and allowing the sun to shine up the opening of the leg to warm my balls. At some point during the day, Bob noticed.