I had my right arm wrapped around Kayla waist. I had my right hand on the side of her ass. I was squeezing it, as she put her hands on my right thigh....I was looking into her eyes. I then looked down the front of her dress. Her nipples were getting hard. I could see they were big and round. I could only imagine the size, compared to her huge breast. I licked my lips in anticipation. I slowly ran my free hand down the front of her dress. I touched her thick thigh. She let out a small moan. A few. After only three steps, I collapsed and sobbed. Nobody came to help. Five or ten minutes later, I really don't know how long, I decided that I was in just as much pain on the floor as I was walking and eventually managed to half crawl and half walk to the loos. Of course, there were no doors so I couldn't shut myself away and howl in private, but there were handles each side of the pan where I could hold myself in a partial squat position and piss. Finally I made it back to my bed but with raw. Finally she took a look at what she had done to me, and all she could do was laugh."Wow, you should see yourself. What a fucking mess you are! Geez, I don't know if you'll ever recover. Oh well. Boy that was fun!! I'll have to do this more often. Hopefully you'll heal before I do this the next time. But then again it won't matter. When I'm ready, I'm ready, even if you aren't!"Then she laughed again, real hard this time. She was having a blast! Rachel knew I could never leave her even though we. Almost immediately the hardened men, down on their luck, drew nearer to listen to the clear strong voice of the young hobo.The first song was about daddy and home. I still remember the first few lines of the lyrics..."I'm dreaming tonight of an old Southern Town,And the best friend a man ever had.I'm getting so tired of roaming around,I'm going back home to Dad."It was plain, his clear sweet voice brought back a world of bittersweet happy memories to the hard-bitten men gathered around him.Here.