”That had them both laughing. Camden came down from my room with the various outfits she snagged from my closet. Her discomfort from her sore pussy ...ade Al and Sue laugh even harder. Camden told them that they should be so lucky to handle an entire night in bed with someone like me who can go all night long.Right about then, Bart came staggering in looking worse for wear.“You are a bastard, David. You know that?” he asked. “Not a single one of those girls, not even Chrissy, let me slide my dick. Confessing to you plunged me back into submission. The very act of telling the stories behind the photos took me back powerfully to the experiences themselves, and I became so aroused at the memories and the raw sexuality of what happened. Now it's over, I just don't know where to go or what to do." What do you most want to do, Mum? Would you like psychological or psychiatric treatment to rid yourself of these desires?" No, Simon, it's part of who I am, and I'm not ashamed of how I feel. It's. "Please Mummy don't tease me?" Silly girl, I am not teasing you I am complimenting you, as any proudmother would of her pretty daughter. I am so glad you are making aneffort nowadays." Please when we see the doctor next week, ask her for something else asa treatment, this is going on so long and I don't want to be a girlanymore, can we see someone else and get a second opinion."A smile that could be just motherly concern or slightly cruel. "We willsee dear, I had forgotten your appointment next. "We drove about half an hour to a larger town that has a big street partydowntown every Halloween, with a couple of blocks cordoned off fromtraffic and various food carts and entertainments set up. We parked afew blocks away and walked; at first, Amanda just rode my shoulders, butwhen we got close to a street light, she shot out a bundle of tendrils,grabbed the pole, and pulled herself to it, then reached out again tograb the sign over a barber shop. "Come on, slowpoke," she called out,and I.