I didn't want to acknowledge that though. I preferred to thinkI was doing what I was doing for Grace."Do you think so?" I replied."Does it matter?" s...e asked. "I'm just happy you have been so willing. For me. I love you pretty and sexy. I wish I could see you now," shecooed."So, how has your day gone?" I asked, changing the topic."Sissy!" she exclaimed, continuing to address me in my subservient role."This place is so fabulous! It is going to be such a great place tohave a wedding! Your. “Cool it!” she advised, and pushed his hand down. “If you have a hard-on, you’dbetter get rid of it, because you might have to get out.”“Are you crazy?” he retorted, as he turned the car around. “I’m just going to drop youat the gate. I’ll wait out here on the road.”“Chicken shit!” she accused.“Well, heck-I don’t want to get my head busted by that boy friend of yours!”“What if I get my head busted, huh?”“I wouldn’t like that, of course,” Harvey said, heading the car back toward the. I squeezed and fondled his testicles fora moment then started tearing my own clothes off. Inside the camper, David closed the curtains and lockedthe gate and turned on a small fluorescent light. “Putthat thing in here first,” I urged, lying on my backand spreading my labia open for him. In moments hisshaft was inside me and he was sucking my nipples. God,but what a wonderful feeling it was being screwed bysuch a large penis. But I wanted it elsewhere and madehim stop and pull out of. What is this love, thinks Jean-Pierre, what is this heat that seemed,and not so long ago, to bring his friend into this woman's arms, thatseemed to merge two into one. Not so long ago -- for Jean-Pierre couldclose his eyes and remember -- there was Peter, smiling, as heintroduced his new woman to his friend, the same Peter now curled,mostly naked, in the chair in the other room. And there was Prue, longhair flying all around, a shy glance at him, a longer one at Peter. aglance speaking of.