All around me were video camera on tripods, cables trailing to a bank of sockets on the wall.I heard keys rattle in the door and in walked a large mid...le aged woman. "oh...your awake honey" she said "finally"......It clearly wasn't a woman, "she" was a transvestite. She was carrying a bowl of what looked like porridge and a glass of juice. She set them aside on the floor, and positioned herself in front of the mirror.....eying me up and down. "so, I guess you're wondering what's going on huh?". Dale spread his ass while sitting on the bed and Mitchell was on his knees on the carpet. Those huge orbs pointed to me. I wanted him to wear me out. For nights and nights afterward I dreamed of him tearing through me. But I thought he was gay. I was infact wrong though. He was a bi. He hated being called a faggot or a queer. I took off my glasses and looked for myself. Dale pulled up Mitchell by the legs. He was upside down. Dale wrestled with him. It was the sexiest thing I had seen at that. ”About five minutes later the sales clerk came back and exclaimed “Oh my god!” as she saw my dick was up the eleven year old’s ass.” She stared in fascination. The driver came back to see what was going on and saw the sales clerk as she watched us. He slipped his hands up under her dress and pulled her pants down. He bent her over the dressing bench and mounted her. She got a horrified look on her face as he entered her pussy from behind. “My name is Paul,” he said. “What’s yours?” “R-R-Ruth,”. When I returned, we cooked a quick dinner over the fire, then took a walk through the woods and returned to relax and have a few beers as we once again talked and talked. Chip pointed out stars and constellations and we talked about other worlds, old and possibly future. I could tell the brews were really hitting him as his speech slurred a bit and he stumbled coming back from a quick piss. He said he had had it and needed to sleep. I agreed. We lay in the tent, on our sleeping bags in.