“Pete, Jane just turned eighteen and wants to come see you. I must tell you first that she is quite heavy. She’s much heavier than I am. Because o... that, she has asked me to stay and give her moral support if you would consent to take her virginity. I told her I would help if you agreed.”“Well, I’ve already taken yours and Susan’s cherries, what’s one more among friends. Having you along sounds like fun.”“There’s a little more. She also wants you to do her throat, tits, and ass in addition to. "You really have more outfits and lingerie like this?" Blake asked."Yes. When I finish paying off my doctor bills I plan to buy more," he was informed."Doctors bill?" he asked."Yes, doctors bills. I wasn't born with these," she said as she ran her hands over her generous breasts.Blake took her in his arms and kissed her and was surprised that he was not repulsed. The kissing grew more intense and soon they were back on the bed finishing what they had started. As they cuddled in each other's. Ty went into the bath house to change. He was wearing swim trunks and a tight tank top that showed off his muscular biceps. He removed his shirt and flexed his muscles while looking in the mirror. He liked what he saw. Ty still looked every bit the defensive lineman he had been in college 18 years ago. He removed his shorts and stood there practically naked except for a small bikini brief. The bulge in his briefs looked as if he had folded his cock three or four times and stuffed it inside. "When I was very young, before I'd internalized the code like everybody else had, I'd tell my mother when I was unhappy, when I felt sad, when the world wasn't going my way, and her response invariably was, "Think happy thoughts, and the sadness will go away." I didn't understand until much, much later that that must have been my mother's way of coping with a life that consisted of a good deal of unhappiness.With the expression of emotion so heavily proscribed, whatever I felt as a child stayed.