“ Oh, you’re blushing ... I bet you’ve heard stories about freshmen boys getting caught by gangs of girls who torment and humiliate them, steal ...ll their clothes and leave them buck naked in these woods.”She and her friends broke themselves up laughing. “That’s just a myth, a rumor designed to scare sissies. You looked scared for a moment there. You’re not a sissy, are you?” Again, she giggled and and smiled broadly to her mates.“Oh, no not at all. I w ... w ... wasn’t afraid at all ... I w .... His robe was open and his huge pale white cock had flopped out. The thing was starting to rise primarily because his hand kept wandering down to it. It got hard a lot. He was a fifty year old man, but his cock was acting like it had back in his early teens. He had the body of a much younger man too. He grabbed his stiffening cock, his hand starting to stroke it. He never masturbated. Well, he had when he was younger, but he quit as soon as he lost his virginity and discovered pussy. Then when. She wears a green lacy bra and nothing else. Her expression is loving, yet hungry, needing, yet pleased. Her lips turn upward in a coy smile as she watches me pleasure her.She mutters again the first words she mentioned at the beginning of our tryst: “do you trust me?”I nod again, only able to whisper a soft yes to her.She nods back and leans backward, one arm bracing her on the bed. With the other, she begins to touch herself, her fingers circling her sex. She closes her eyes as she. I sued the trucking company and received a handsome settlement but it was a hollow victory and brought me no pleasure. It was the only way I had of punishing them for taking my family from me.I made them bleed money, I would rather it had been blood.Heather and I met while I was stationed at Fort Hood where I was a rotary wing flight instructor. She was an Army brat as I was and though she understood that my chances of surviving in combat were excellent compared to an infantryman, nearly.