Rascal threw her night shirt on and retrieved our breakfast. She took the tray out to our balcony and enjoyed the morning sun and wonderful view of t...e mountains and ocean (corner suites are nice). I threw on some shorts and a t-shirt and joined Rascal for breakfast. The fresh fruit was great and we enjoyed playfully feeding each other. As we ate, we discussed what adventures we wanted to try on our first full day in Jamaica. Once we were done eating, Rascal moved to the edge of the balcony. Only, they use your writing ability as an excuse to do things that they always wanted to do willingly but wouldn’t otherwise for fear of being deemed a slut.’ He smiled. ‘It’s all a game with them and we pretend that we don’t know that they are not hypnotized, just as they pretend that they are hypnotized.’ ‘Whatever floats your boat,’ I said already finishing typing the first page. ‘And like you did with Chad’s story, can you read it aloud so that we can all hear it?’ ‘Sure,’ I said reading as. Frankly, cigars are one part of macho-ness I can skip. I did better at the poker playing, and Koujiro really took to sake.He was on his fifth cup when his mother showed up, and boy was she mad! Koujiro was supposed to have met her for an interview to get into a fancy cram/charm school for proper young ladies. Then Grampa got into a shouting match with her about calling her son "Koko-chan." If that wasn't embarrassing enough, then he got started on the War, and Mom had to give him his. She slowly ran her finger down my crack and I shivered with pleasure. “ Have you ever had anything inside you?” he asked. “ Only my finger and just once” I replied. She let out a giggle. “So you’re really a virgin?” “An anal virgin, yes.” I answered. “mmm, well I bet it’s really tight then” she moaned. The whole time we were talking I could feel her hands caressing my balls and my ass and her fingers exploring the outside of my little hole. She reached into her dresser drawer and pulled out a.