I must have been even hornier than usual after all the romantic dancing and smooching with Bob, because I had a glorious dream! Bob was caressing me, ...issing my boobs and running the wonderful Sorcerer's hands, mouth and tongue gently over me. Then I seemed to have such a magnificent orgasm! Then the dream faded away too, like so many had before.I woke up in the middle of the night having to pee so bad I could taste it. I peeled Bob's arm off me, stumbled into the bathroom and must have let. Back at her home I stepped things up a little. She did a little fashion showfor me modeling her purchases and then it I asked her to try the boots. Atthis point she was wearing a leather mini skirt and the leather vest she hadworn the week before. She pulled the boots on and we giggled together as welaced them and then I helped her stand up. She took to the heels easily and I made a mental note to make the next sethigher. "I like it when you help me and hold me." She said as she walked. At the same time one of Sue’s white, sexily saggy, boobs had slipped out of her dress again, and her smallish, dark pink areola and hard nipple was gently bobbing about as she took the photos. “For me there is something wonderful about slightly saggy, mature, breasts that beats the young, pert, firm tit into second place every time. I guess a young firm tit can only really be groped, where as a saggy boob can be lifted, molded, and caressed in far more ways.” Anyway, back to the story, we. For whateverfate his father had met seemed to be beckoning him and the men aroundhim as well. The brave kind man seemed to be arguing with one of hisfriends and he stormed off in anger.The boy felt lost and alone in the crowded hall; both in fear and inshame over the secret that threatened to tear his heart apart. Braveryhad never called his name before, but he was bound and determined thatno matter what dwelt in his heart, whatever shouted after each of themen would find him willing if unsure.