One timeshe kept me strapped to her for 2 days. All I had toeat or drink was from her body. I go down and crawlinto the living room. I stop and look o... in disbelief.Donna is here with her girls! They look at me andlaugh.“Oh slave by the way, I invited my sister and her girlsto come over this weekend. I know it’s only Monday butyou see Paula and Donna both get their period at thesame time usually, and since I told them they could usemy pad if they wished they wanted to come watch. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was still a foreign tongue to me and I lacked the benefit of a Rosetta Stone or even a Berlitz manual. I did however, find girls attractive in a non-sexual sort of way. As would be the pattern throughout my life, each ‘relationship’ was a learning experience. Sometime in grammar school I found myself quite attracted to a young lady I shared a class. Then she leaned in and kissed the head. I almost lost it then. Then her mouth opened wide and she took me in. OH! MY! GOD! She started bobbing her head and either she had done online research or was naturally talented ... or both. I reached down and was able to tweak her nipples. It wasn't long before I felt myself going over the edge, but I didn't have either the time or the brain power to warn her when I let loose. Suddenly I was pumping jet after jet of cum into her mouth. I saw her valiant. By 10 p.m. he was down to a "G" string and his cowboy hat and boots. His favorite move seemed to be a wide swinging kick over our heads that almost but not quite exposed everything. As we clamored for more, more, he leaned back against the mantle and removed his boots. Now he was completely nude except for the hat and "G" string. He switched the tape to a soft slow number and asked if anyone wanted to dance.Since I appeared to be the "leader of the pack," he singled me out. I didn't let on that.