"Bobby, you drive carefully! Paul's dad is out there somewhere and you can bet he's probably already got a snootful!" As I said, Paul's folks were pre...ty big boozers. Paul didn't like what she said, though, I could tell. But we -- and he -- were on the path to being just like them.Tina got into the back seat and the guys sat in front with me. I glanced in the mirror and found her staring back with her grin. "So, Paul," I began, "is Tina your cousin, or what?" Nah! My mom and her mom grew up. “I am fine, Miss,” I answered quietly.“Nonsense,” she said, calling to the next room. “Aya!”A young Japanese girl about my age came bounding into the foyer. She was wearing a peach schoolgirl outfit and had pink and white dyed hair.“Yes, Auntie,” Aya, the Japanese girl, answered.“This is Samantha, why don’t you take her up to my room and help her freshen up,” Miss Kamiko said.“Yes, Miss,” Aya answered politely.Aya took me by my hand and led me upstairs to Miss Kamiko’s bedroom. The golden. I had cut a slit down the middle of it that would allow a very large test tube to be inserted in it yet not slip out. I pushed the test tube into the slot, and then tightened the belt to pull it up so the end of his cock was barely inside the test tube. I knew that he was getting aroused as a droplet of pre-cum had already dripped into the test tube. I had to hurry, I didn’t want him to ejaculate. As a temporary measure, I wrapped my fingers around both of his hanging testicles and squeezed.. Now, this is the 21st century. People – well, at least some people – are more easy going about sexual relations. But Cynthia and I had gone from sharing a cup of coffee to living together, with only a short stop at a hospital where I was de-legged. I thought that was a little strange. Too fast.Of course, I didn't complain. I was getting prime pussy, something with which I was unfamiliar. I wasn't a virgin or anything close. I was shed of that condition back in high school. But I had been in the.