“That contest sure got our young friends over there juiced up. I bet if you walked into the middle of that group right now they’d attack you.”T...at thought gave me quite a jolt! Under the influence of a brief vision of my naked body getting ravished by a pack of horny teen girls, my dormant dick finally began stirring after its afternoon siesta. Janie must have sensed the direction of my thoughts, for she said, “Does that get you revved up? I can go over there and tell them I’m remanding you. Now me, I've managed to avoid marriage. At 40, I'm the neighborhood's confirmed bachelor, and the local eligible gals have long since given up on me. I hardly even go out on dates any more. Everyone suspects there's something wrong with me. Maybe there is.You see, I've found a substitute for women. For real-life women, that is. I dream.As a horny and frustrated adolescent I had begun fantasizing about what it might be like to make it with some of those unattainable cheerleaders, the cute ones. When she again had access to her sex, she gently, very gently, slid her fingers across her clitoris which stood proud and swollen. She almost came and it was clearly with a great deal of selv control that she didn't climax.She carefully opened the lips of her sex and stuck a thumb and a finger inside herself. She slowly extracted a piece of cloth which she pulled out very slowly while she moaned to herself in pleasure. More and more fabric was exposed this way and suddenly a small ball tumbled. Just as it had earlier, it excited me. It excited me because I relived memories of better, more possessive lovers. Bill was never going to be a purely passionate lover, that was for sure, but even he could be a memory trigger.One thing that did concern me about my feeling at that moment was that I didn't just follow along willy-nilly. I actually could see the likely outcome of it, which I never had considered before. The fact that I had planned to suck Bill's cock came to mind, while I kissed.