The other guy smiled. "If you're up for it," he said to me, "then I''m ok with that." James's cock had grown hard again. I made up my mind. "Show me...the cash." With the money safely away in my leather jacket pocket hanging in the wardrobe, I turned back to the two guys. James was nursing a hard-on, and the other guy was showing signs of excitement too. I walked over to the bed, put my hand on James' cock and stroked it. "You'd better get undressed..." I looked quizzically at the new guy.. I would relish the opportunity to wave it around and I enjoyed the feeling I got from giving it a rub and squeeze and having people look at it. I wanted to show my mum whenever I got hard. It was amazing to me that it could grow and stiffen and the feeling was so good when it would throb and harden. Mum was apparently relaxed about it, brushing me off and ignoring me, except when it was bath time. If my penis got hard when mum was washing us, I can remember vividly how the atmosphere would. All I can do to keep her alive is to keep pumping blood into her." She's 'O' positive," Sean Beth said, pulling up her sleeve. "Same as me. I birthed her, and Gina, and patched her up for the last 35 years. Bleed me!" Sean Beth, are you sure?" Miriam asked."There's a vein," she said, tapping her arm. "Do it, now!"Roger left them to it and went back into the hall. Boris, the Bakhunin and Fladomir's aide, was lying on a stretcher with a leg bandage right up his calf. He gave Roger the stiff arm. At Ryan's first touch Dee's arms rose slowly over her head, a gesture she knew, a permission a silent request for her passion, a part of her opening to her like a flower being touched by the warmth of a morning sun. Her head rolled slightly to one side and the left corner of her mouth pulled up into the crooked little grin she loved, a grin validating her confidence in her delivery of Ryan's pleasure.Smooth touch on her lower legs was soothing and exciting as her inched upward to her knees,.