Some things can't be replaced at any price, and I was heartsickthat I might lose them now. But better to give up the pearls than to letmy secret ident...ty be revealed.Pete cried, "No!" and lunged toward the punk, who immediately fired.There was nothing else I could do. I had to save Pete. Maybe I couldhave figured out another way; maybe I didn't want to.The punk and his girlfriend only saw a blur; they blinked and Pete and Iwere gone. That's because I was already hundreds of feet in the air. "You promise to show me the way back?" she asked again."Yes" I replied eagerly"And you won't say anything to anyone about this afterwards?" she then asked"Yes, of course!" I groaned wanting her to get on with it.Then finally she began to jerk my cock, her soft warm hand moved slowly and steadily up and down my hardening shaft, and in a few seconds I was fully hard and pointing upwards in my full eight inches."Wow, this is a pretty thick cock!" she muttered as her hand began to get a little. I sucked avidly at the warm flesh of his stomach, and when I felt his cock slide between my breasts, I pressed my arms to my sides and began to move up and down slowly. He looked up to the ceiling and sighed, and his hands dropped to my shoulders, making them tingle lightly. I continued to move up and down, savoring the feel of his cock against the skin over my sternum, and moved my hands up to further squeeze my breasts together. There was a small voice in the back of my head screeching that I. That we could trade a few more intimate secrets, Baby... amongst other things... that is if you're sure you'd like to..." Oh... oh, God yes! I'd like... want that, Carol darling! I do... I do!" Jean enthusiastically whimpered, once more brushing her silken-skinned cheek against her beautiful friend's soft, warm hand, while the persistent sensations gnawing hotly down at her loins and belly quickly fanned the bed of banked coals into sensuously licking flames!Caesar lingered long enough to see.