"You're a girl," it said as its talons caressed my facewith something like maternal care. Its face looked like a parody ofGwen's, a red and black liqu...d replica framed by wickedly sharp barbsthat moved and twisted obscenely. Its black liquid eyes regarded me."You're not Pete... you ... felt ... like Pete. But you aren't." Irealised its sinuous curves were oddly feminine. The thing seemedconfused and sad as it turned and, bunching its protoplasmic mass,launched fluidly away.I lay there panting. ... Do I get to feel yours soon? I told her any time she liked I was available. She said good, NOW. She unzipped my shorts and took out my rock hard cock. MMMM very nice she said. Not to be modest but I was almost 10" and fairly thick. The High School girls wouldn't go down on me because they said that it made thier jaws hurt. She pulled me closer and kissed the head of my dick. She licked the precum that was oozing out. She told me to follow her and we went into her house. In her kitchen she. " he answered politely."Elam is no good for an Indian." She thought hard for a moment. "I will give you an Indian name, would you like that?"Elam nodded, the Indian lore had always held him fascinated. He anxiously waited for her to name him, she smiled at his eagerness."The great spirits wish for you to be named Ne-A-No." She proclaimed as she again turned the great meat on the spit."What does it mean...in Indian?" The boy asked of his new name.She smiled and lifted the bowl above her head,. When I arrived at my aunt's trailer, she was already drink pretty with one of her friends, Pam. My aunt is built like me, short and fat with an ugly face. Pam is not much better. They are both in the late forties. I was hoping that they could give me a ride back to my trailer but they were way too drunk. They told me to spend the night and drink with them which I did. As always when people drink the subject turned to sex and I admit that listening tomy aunt and Pam talk got me plenty worked up..