”“Okay, I should be specific. If you try learning sword fighting, do one tournament, and then you decide that you don’t ever want to do it again... then no, I won’t make it a condition of your summer job.”“Okay, I guess I’ll learn… sword mistress shit. You’re kind of weird; you know that?”He nodded at her, “I’m not the only one.”“Point made… Master. So, what else?”“Hmmm. Well, most of the rest you already know: my preferences in how you dress, that I like taking you in any hole whenever I want…. He felt the wet spot in his underwear where his hard cock leaked and again rubbed his crotch. In the seat behind him lay a suitcase with his clothes, and another bag that was full of toys. He smiled, turned up the radio a little and settled in for the long drive.Dave had been communicating with Brian for quite some time. They liked to chat and masturbate online together. Sometimes they would engage in video assplay together where they would finger and fuck their asses with dildos and plugs. He. “This is one of your favorites?” Tara asked. “Why?”“I don’t know, really,” I said. “I think I just like her body, and her proportions. She’s not too skinny, but not fat. She has nice curves and…well…her hair is how I like it…” I felt embarrassed openly talking about pubic hair.“Are you going to play with yourself?” Tara asked.Was she inviting me to masturbate in front of her? I couldn’t believe it!“Uh…is that…uh…okay? Would it bother you?” “Not at all – I want you to. Don’t worry, I won’t watch. The back of the photos showed a stamp from a developer in Sidney.The note with the photos read: "Memories, mate from your Aussie Amazons."Beth was close to tears "Did he do this to taunt me? I thought I was over him but this still hurts!"I asked to see the package that they came in and she handed me a tattered shipping envelope that was stamped and over-stamped with mailroom routing marks from one one firebase to another across Viet Nam and finally to Beth's address in Denver.I laughed "The.