She closed her eyes to avoid watching what his hands did to her, and found herself involuntarily focusing on the sensations of being molested. Soon he... thighs were cramping from the strain and aching so much she hardly noticed her nipples hardening under his touch. She must have blushed maroon when he quit nibbling her ear long enough to order her to spread her legs, but she soon had her trembling knees nearly a foot apart.That didn't keep them from clamping closed the moment his fingers. ?How do you –??We’ve done our research, Jackie. But not all our questions could be answered that way. So how many girls??Jack hung his head, defeated. ?Two,? he said quietly.?Only two? Macho Jack the male model has only bedded two girls? Or maybe there are others you’re not telling us about? Boys perhaps??Jack’s head snapped up. ?No! I’m not a fag!?Clyde shrugged. ?You could’ve fooled me. Stalking another boy, underwear modeling, that hair ???It was only one fucking test shoot!? Jack said. All around us the trees were changing color as autumn was in full swing in New England.After the Czerny’s and Calassio’s had left in early evening, a different kind of mood settled over the evening.Myron sought me out. He said, “I want to thank you for giving us all these ‘Just Us’ months. I know I’d indicated that I wanted some alone time with Lisa after the wedding last Christmas, and since then all sorts of other things have occupied our time, including your wedding and ceremony.”I spoke, “I. After an indeterminable amount of time had passed, Brenner began to awaken, his awareness slowly returning to him. It was a little like recovering from a really bad hangover, his mind foggy and sluggish, his head pounding. As soon as he remembered where he was, he willed his prosthetic hand to stop trembling, ignoring his twitching facial muscles as he gripped the joystick.“Report in,” he grunted, hearing three ‘readies’ from the other pods. “Begin launch sequence.”The rubberized grips on the.