The top of thesheet pulled over her breasts and the bottom revealingher smooth legs.Lightly he brushed his fingertips over her shoulder; shemoved a li...tle, her leg brushing against his. He smiledand pressed his mouth to her neck. A small sigh escaped her, and she turned her face towardhis. He inched the sheet down moving his mouth to theexposed flesh. She giggled.“You faker,” he accused, continuing to nibble along herbreast.“I wasn’t faking anything, you never asked me. Oh, and small perky tits with nipples that stuck out against her swimsuit or t=shirt or almost anything else she was wearing for that matter. She never wore a bra but then she never needed one. Anyway, Saturday morning, about ten, she comes round, asks if I want to go for a cycle ride. No brainer, she is the funnest person I know to be around. Slight delay while my mum insists on giving me enough food to feed a small army to take with us. Tells us to be careful and to keep of the busy road. You. Licking the head for a few seconds I noticed the taste. I didn’t think that they all had the different tastes but his tasted sweeter. It was not bigger then my boyfriends but longer and fatter. I did more things then I could do before. He didn’t stop me and I finally got to taste his seed. Larry took me upstairs to an empty bedroom. We fell onto the bed. I wondered what the hell he was going to do. He already came I wasn’t expecting what came next. Larry took out a small bottle. . Apparently Uncle Al couldn’t wait.G2 woke up thinking. The man in the bed next to him was snoring loudly. Different man. The dead one had been replaced almost as quickly as they could change the sheets. He wondered if this was where he would die and who he should ask to see before he went. Appendix, the doctor had said. They brought a form to him and asked him name, address, and a lot of information G2 didn’t know. He took the form from the doctor and wrote his name in block letters: Gerald.