" Roy?"Nodding her red spiked head, "Yes Roy and Syl'Fair." Wait, who is Roy and who is Silfair?"Giggling, "Syl'Fair is my Sister, Roy her Bondmate."S...tting up, "That doesn't tell me anything. I only know one Roy, I go to school with him, he runs track."Nodding her head aggressively, "Yes, that is him. He brought me here and told me to come in your window." WHAT?!? Why?"Leaning close to kiss his nose, "So we could Bond!"C-Man paused to make sure he had understood the sweet looking pixie in his. I do not know if it was a concious or sub-concious thing. This time I didn't ask for, or pursue, getting any list of names of my classmates. Or friends in the neighborhood.I know there were kids I hung out with. Kids that played together in our little neck of the woods.School finished up. We packed up our few prized possessions. Some clothing. And mom drove us all to Allentown, Pennsylvania.The summer of 1969.My Uncle and Aunt ran a cemetary. They, and their 4 kids, lived on a house right off. It doesn't take long before the first drops of his tasty seed begin oozing from the tip. I let the droplets rest on the tip of my tongue and, moving my head so that he can watch, flick the salty beads back into my mouth, swallowing them.I lick my lips, as he watches approvingly. Taking his cock back into my mouth, I begin sucking him harder. Faster. My fingers stroke the shaft in concert with the movements of my head. Up-and-down, back-and-forth."Oh yes, that's it, Meg. Suck it! It feels so. I said I didn't have a whole lot of options, it isn't like I can say no! I asked if Uncle Nick was going to be coming as well, and Mom just gave me a look like I should know better. Uncle Nick never traveled if he could avoid it. Mom loved to point out how horrible he was for her sister, but he had money, and apparently that was enough to keep Aunt Pam around.Pam looked similar to Mom, with short blonde hair as well. Mom was a little more endowed up high, but Pam was definitely gifted in the.