”, Lynda giggled. “No one… Cassie is the first.”, I answered, quickly. “Now why do you want to lie to your Aunt Lynda like that.”, she lau...hed. “I’m not lying….”, I started. “Chris, I know better…. Your mother told me.”, she said, staring into my eyes. I literately froze not knowing what to say. Did my mother really tell her sister we were fucking each other? I mean, I know they were close, but would she really have divulged something that personal and maybe even perverse. “I’m not sure what my. When you are outnumbered by determined partners and lovers you throw in the towel and say, “OK.”With my JBG security and a few Secret Service agents we went to the most expensive dress shop in Washington DC. Jeanna had made the arrangements so I knew I had to go with the flow and shut my mouth.In the shop I changed into the new bullet resistant gear sent by our supplier. It was the new one, an upgraded version of the one that had the bullet holes in it.It was like a thin sweatshirt made of. After dinner that night I told my mom I was going over to Mark's house to show him my new fur piece I knew he would love it. Mom told me to be home before dark, sure" I said and off I went. Just as I thought Mark loved the feeling on his cock. He had a camping trailer in his driveway and we could go in there to play with our cocks and we did almost everyday. That night we made plans for my first sleep over at his house, both our mothers thought it was a great idea. We were so excited about. We had gone out to a few frat parties, some campus bars, and we both had pretty much the same circle of friends that threw parties. I would occasionally even try to set him up to meet girls. Debbie too tried to give Jacob advice. On separate occasions, she set a couple of her friends up with Jacob, but nothing ever really took off between them.Toward the end of school, one Saturday night, Debbie, Jacob, and I all decided to just hang out and have our own little party. We managed to have plenty.