Again he shivered from the cooler liquid.　I sprayed his legs next. Now comes the tricky part.“Shall I spray your shorts or do you want to lower...them first?”“I am not wearing any underwear, you’ll see my wiener,” he protests.　“I’ve seen wieners before.”Surprisingly, he undid his fly and zipper and his shorts fell to his feet. He had a thick patch of pubic hair but I saw that his cock was about four inches long, fairly thick and circumcised. It was nice and smooth and pink! His nut sack was good. Stormy had broken both of her forearms. The doctor said that it was a simple fracture but that he had to immobilize the joints on either end so she was in two casts from the palm her hands up past her elbows. She looked funny but mom hit me for laughing at her. She could wiggle her fingers but she couldn’t do anything else for at least six weeks or more. She couldn’t feed herself, dress herself, or even go to the bathroom without someone helping her. Tough break!Spike, her boyfriend, had been. Using a railpass and youth hostels. And here I was on the overnight train from Paris to Prague and this man I was sharing the compartment with just up and asked me that! And the answer was no, I'd never done anything with boys. I had a girlfriend at home."Did you ever think about it?" he persisted. And I thought about it right then. Not for the first time. When I'd been about 14 I had developed a fascination with a school friend's older brother, Max. Max was so cool. Had a motorcycle and was. Before she could even hit her back button, all of my data had been wiped off the main servers, backup servers, and catalogs for disk based data backups. I got a few second's glimpse of an email sent to some special group at My Space. There was some cryptic language in it listed by account ID and told them to immediately remove any trace of it from all offsite backups. I barely got to read part of the last paragraph before it disappeared from the screen. What I had read seemed to be legalese.