“It’s about four AM and I think I heard Jeff stirring from his post fucking nap. You should prepare yourself, because he asked me to help him whil... he’s fucking you. I think you’ll enjoy the extra encouragement!”“Exactly what kind of help are you going to provide?” Emma asked.“You’ll see!” answered Ray.“Ah shit! Who wants a drink?” asked Judge Jeff. “I’m having a tall strong Tequila Sunrise!”“Emma? Ray?” asked Jeff.“Yes! Why not?” answered Emma.“Me too!” replied Ray.“Alright then! Two small. Although we are all old, our bodies weren’t decrepit. I was looking at some very attractive flesh and they seemed to appreciate mine if their stroking hands were an indication. All four of us went into the wet room. The giggling almost drowned the noise of the showers as we soaped, washed and rinsed each other. They dried me with warm towels before pulling me on to the bed. I didn’t wear the pyjamas. Under the duvet I had Jane and Ruth pressed against me and Helen lying on me. They were. I tried to clear my head of the pornographic thoughts he’d instilled but they wouldn’t stop… one k** moaning into Daniel’s unexpected kiss, another kneeling before him, eyes bulging in shock as Daniel’s huge throbbing cock invades his mouth, yet another one naked on his back helplessly squealing as Daniel fucks him into submission… (woah… huge? throbbing? Why would I think that?).And then it slowly dawned on me; he already knew which straight boy he was going to take home and fuck. Oh shit!! I. I have, for a long time, relished my complexity as a human being. I am forever elusive, even to myself. Constant oscillation, and the whirlwind makes its appearance again. Who am I beneath this skin and these bones that seemingly link me to others around me? Who do they know resides there? It excites me to entertain these thoughts. But I am lost. Lost in a conscious way. Lost in an “I am not lost” way. I met my Master in the flesh this week. I grew more aware with the subjugation of every.