I got undressed and climbed into bed, vowing not to touch myself while thinking of my son. ‘The best laid plans of mice and men,’ I think the say...ng goes. I heard a soft moan or at least I thought I did. Maybe I imagined it but then I heard it again. My room shared a wall with Jason’s so I knew it was him and Margo possibly getting fired up for another round. The moans got louder and I could tell they were Jason’s. Was Margo riding his cock or still stroking him back to life? Maybe she. ” Your breathing is labored and your chest heaves at fast intervals. “No Robert, you MUST pull over. You really should or we’ll both end up in a hospital or in jail.” I say this with a calm that I do not feel. The car turns right and we pull into an abandoned parking lot. You drive behind a building and I resume lovingly caressing your muscle with my lips. I sense that you are going to make a mess of your suit and I do not wish this to happen. I attempt to ease your pants down as I am in no. We love this country, but some people, they are not good. She was no longer safe there."I asked how they had chosen this particular place, and he smiled. "We relied on Cheryl", he stated. "We put a map on the wall, and she threw a dart. It landed not far from Timber Lake. I think it landed here, where we sit now. We moved as soon as we could pack."After that, we told them of our plans. They were pleased at our efforts to conceal our talents, and asked if we could do the same for Cheryl. That's. But this was different, this was something that rarelyhappened. Something I could not ignore.After letting Momma know we were leaving I stood with Nor Vey in theshelter of the Gazebo as we pressed our heads together, the first of ourchildren seeking the call.It was sweltering hot, even in the shade of the cliff where we hadappeared. Now we both felt it, strong and pulsing with energy. It wasclose, very close and we hurried. Both of us rushing along the base ofthat cliff until stones began to.