“Da, da” Boris said, he was now sitting in a chair watching me suck the stranger’s cock.The stranger then pressed on my shoulders making me go o... all fours he then pushed me to one side so that I would face away from him I turned towards Boris, he nodded again, so I continued turning so that I faced away from the two men. The stranger stepped out of his sandals and the pair of jeans and I could feel his hands touch my body through my T shirt, he started in my shoulders and moved down my back to. They walked through the door which suddenly appeared in the wall and entered a garage-like work area. They found a half-ton Studebaker truck waiting for them. This truck had a flatbed made of a single thin steel plate. On the center of this plate was mounted a standard gun-mount for four .50 caliber machine guns. This was way too heavy for the truck. It was already sagging on the springs and it looked like one more straw would break the camels back.Voice, that's the idea all right, but that. I just thought that and now I knew it wasn't true. Not that it was a big deal anyway though; like what difference did it make? None really, except I was still learning stuff about me and mostly I wondered if Angie had gotten wet too."Hey!" Angie smiled when I found her in the kitchen. "I'm making tomato soup. Do you like that?" Yeah," I replied, feeling kind of nervous and wishing I didn't. I just wasn't sure how to act or what I was supposed to say.I mean, was Angie like my girlfriend now? I'd. On the way back to the cabin I took Peggy on a quick tour of Upper Lake Mary; showing her all of the things available around the lake. She asked if we could go to a nice place for dinner and then go dancing for a while. As dancing goes, I'm not a real great dancer but I'm as good as most on the dance floor. I had never seen Peggy dance and, actually, was a bit surprised when she asked. I'll tell you, when she looks up at you with those big green eyes you'd jump off a cliff for her if she asked,.