I already knew the kind ofguys I found hottest, and it was the classic hot, muscled, cocky jock typesthat I found irresistible. I guess I was kind of...relishing the idea ofgoing on a trip with seven young hot straight guys.Our destination was Berlin, but we had an early morning flight and soeveryone gathered in London the night before, ready to get a taxi in themorning to the airport. If we?d have been ten years older we might havethought that it would be sensible not to stay out too late the. Now as I was saying all other necessities’ will be taken care of with a monthly allowance so you needn’t worry about that Miss Duke.’ He continued talking for another hour, showing her finance and housekeeping books she was now responsible for and discussing how she was to go about running the family estate, while she sat back in the leather seat nodding when she needs to, her eyes barely leaving her hands as they lay in her lap, absently plucking at her dress. She kept up appearances as much. Remember how the three would wrestle—but never did what kids typically do and get mad at each other and wind up fighting?”“Oh, please, Mom, Dad,” Roger objected, “you’re really embarrassing me. Look, Ayame’s blushing too—Cynthia! Stop smirking!”“Hey, little bro, the two of you’ve got it real bad, you know. I’ve known forever how much Roger likes Ayame. If you do get together, then I’ll finally get a real sister. How cool would that be!”“Man, it’s coming from all sides. C’mon, Ayame, let’s leave. ‘I can help with that, too,’ she said in her daydream, watching a tiny drop of moisture soak through the front of his shorts. And in the fantasy, he still couldn’t quite look at her. He just nodded, and she slipped one hand up into the leghole of his shorts. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, her hand moved smoothly up his thigh to wrap around the base of his cock. She gasped sharply in real life as she imagined his tiny yelp of pleasure, and her finger moved a little more quickly in and out of.