For me it is like I'm painting a picture, every time creating my new masterpiece, and nothing would spoil that special moment more than having to star... with a used canvas!" The women smiled and nodded. "I'm going to have my daughter Tiffanny speak about thosefirst times by herself and how we dealt with some issues!" A young, buxom, blonde teenager in a microskirt and low cut sweatersmiled, kissed her mother on the lips and smiled rather shyly atthe small group of adult women and mothers,. Like most men, Jake was very proud of, and devoted to, his genitals. His hand encircled the shaft and drew back the foreskin to expose the polished head, like a ripe plum, with its pinky-brown inner foreskin covering his shaft like a second skin. Casually soaping the bulbous head with the foam, he felt the familiar flexing in his groin. He raised his buttocks a couple of inches so that he could admire the full might of his weapon. Like other vigorous young men, Jake had a strong sexual drive. Despite his parents attempts to engage him in conversation, Brandon refrained from talking, instead his mind filled with other thoughts. His demeanour had become more and more withdrawn in recent months, despite his parents best attempts he had become, much to their chagrin, distant and introspective, almost unsociable, spending most of his time in a world of his own imagination. Trouble is, hes dreaming his life away, hell never make anything of himself. his father had said, with a sigh, a. This was remarkably good news, so he straightened up and did a few quick exercises to loosen up his muscles and joints. Otto looked again and still did not see anybody else, so he assumed that it was safe to relax and eat some breakfast. He pulled some jerky and a canteen from his pack and ate and drank a little. He didn't take much of either one, because he had to ration it out until he could augment them.He wasn't going to get far by traveling in the daylight, but he needed to push his luck.