Last night was great, but please don’t make me regret it.’“I threw my clothes on, as fast as I could, just wanting to get out of there before my...heart could argue with my stupid brain! Just before I left, I begged him to still be my friend. With a heavy heart he tried to smile and said he would always be my friend. I turned around and left, with tears streaming down my face. I found myself cursing him for being such a nice guy. The next night, he and his buddy came in, just like usual. It was. It'sreally nice at the lake, and I, uh, would like you to come."I looked at mom, pleading for her to say no, but.... "I'll have to checkthe calendar Doreen. I'll have to call and let you know, is that okay?" Of course!"John squeezed my hand just before we left for home. On the way I toldmom that I couldn't go to the lake."I'd have to wear shorts, and maybe a swimsuit, and I don't think that Ishould even try that!" I don't believe that! All you need is a pair of girls shorts and a nicetop; I'm. My family ... approved."Where are we going, Gerry?"I could feel my abdominal muscles tighten. This was the equivalent of "we have to talk." It was a question demanding an answer ... a serious answer. We were lying in the afterglow of lovemaking. It had been three weeks since our breakthrough. Three weeks since I'd surrendered to the inevitable. Nothing about the past three weeks had lessened my feelings about Rita. Quite the opposite. I was certain that she was the woman I wanted for my. And how did you wank for them?”“I took it out and stroked it with the fingertips of both hands.”“Did you like that?”“Very much. I'd never thought of wanking like that before and it felt very good – it made me super-horny, in fact.”“Mmm,” said Lisa. “I think maybe you should show us. Come on, Ian, get that cock of yours out so we can all see.”He unzipped his jeans and pushed his boxers down so that his cock, which was hard already, sprang out for us all to admire.“Very nice,” said Lisa. “So you.