Helen has suggested that I adopt Brad and Scotty so we would be a family all with the same name. I think you should weigh in on this. You have strong ...eelings about this I am sure." We have, but I wouldn't want to go against Helen's wishes. We would prefer to have their name remain Clark in memory of our son, John. However, I see how the boys have come to love you, so we have no objection. In essence they are young and now would be the time to change their name. They call you Dad now and if. ..I am thinking about writing more. Johncrinshaw1October 19, 1861Wilmington, North CarolinaPlanter James Hopkins PlantationLaying on her back on the workbench with her arms stretched over her head is Hannah. Surrounded by three others, her hair is tangled and matted and she is drenched in sweat. The tears streaming down her face leave salty trails out the side of her eyes; she has a permanent grimace showing her stark white teeth. Her plump mother Adena, the head of my kitchen staff, is. He was a an average height, dark blonde and straight hair almost to his jaw bone, 15 year old boy, built athletic but not muscular, and lightly tanned. At the time we didn't have the same taste in sex, but that is what this story is about. Me and him and how we came to find each other as more than just friends. I was a little shorter than him. I had short black hair and the hereditary Portugal tan. I played soccer so my build was really skinny. "Dude its awesome that youre here. What do you. I heard a sound, a growing wail…damned if it wasn’t me! I was trying my best to hang in there but I was going over the edge. I was holding Sarah's hips and thrusting, when she suddenly began jerking and pulsating too. It was a mutual orgasm, so intense for me I thought I saw fucking flashbulbs.After they both came, Sarah Holland & Danny Goddard slumped onto the bed. Between their animalistic wailing and the squeaking of the bed, there could be no doubt to ANYONE at the Inn as to what had just.