Let me tell the reader about myself. I am an only child, living with my divorced Aunt. My parents had been killed in a automobile accident when I was ...ery young. We lived in the secluded countryside just outside Columbus, Ohio. Having no nearby neighbors my own age, I enjoyed an abundance of leisure time to amuse myself. I wasn't good at sports and didn't have a muscular physic. In fact, I was thinner than the other boys my age. I enjoyed reading, music and play acting. My Aunt encouraged me in. The deer will take one look at you and die of fright,” she noted with pride.“More likely Bambi will die laughing. I feel like an escapee from an LL Bean fashion catalog,” I said with a silly grin.“Either way, dead is dead, and Bambi is dinner.” Alice smacked her lips in anticipation of venison stew.Unloaded rifle in hand, I followed her to the underground garage. A somewhat dented 2009 Kawasaki Mule retrofitted to run on hydrogen fuel would be our transportation. We spent the next fifteen. "Inga was on the other side of the room looking at tattoo books and she didn't hear me. My friend, Ron, perked right up. He asked, "What are you gonna get pierced on her?"I replied, "Her nipples and her pussy. I've got a couple of small tattoos in mind for her too."He smiled and said, "I was supposed to be next but if you let me watch you can take my place."I said, "That's nice of you Ron. I'll make sure that she makes it up to you."He did a double take and then looked me in the eye, trying to. Garrett began to stroke into Becky, gently at first. But Becky’s hips seem to have a mind of their own. They rose to meet his strokes. Garrett sensed this change and began to move a little faster and deeper. Garrett fucked her deep enough and Becky felt him gently bump her cervix. The sensation was exquisite and they watched each other. “Oh god!” moaned Becky, softly.“Pleeeeease,” escaped her lips, yet having no idea what she was begging him for but Garrett understood. Becky’s legs wrapped.