"As Derrick looked at me questioningly, I said: "Please call me Michael".Derrick seemed greatly relieved. He quickly kissed me again, and then asked: ...can I touch your dick?".I told him: "Yes Derrick, everything we do tonight will be your initiative. You make all the choices."He nodded briefly, and then re-focused his attention to my hard-on. He undid my jeans, then pulled everything down and touched the head of my erection. He palmed it, and gave me a few strokes. Then he put his hand on my. He shared a flat with a group of young guys like himself, sharing one room with two beds in it.His roommate was one years older, but not as flamboyant or charismatic as he was, and once dropped the hint to me he would bring a girl home for him to share her once he had exhausted himself sexually, and he would lie and listen in the darkness to his roommate sounds of pleasure as he fucked the girl to exhaustion.I guess he was testing me to see if I took the bait, as one night in the pub, his. I noticed you and I was sitting there watching you at a nearby table with a couple of your female friends, enjoying your drinks. I heard someone call you "Tabitha".Lady, you make me so hot. I was sitting there enjoying watching you in that hot outfit you were wearing and I quickly found myself mentally undressing you and wondering what you'd look like if I was so fortunate as to get you into a nearby motel room and in bed with me. I never hoped to think that might even be a possibility. I. They have a common understanding that rapid growth destroys the process of morality transfer, from one generation to the next. These people are a lot more careful than Earth ever was. Uh, Leon, did you the rumors about these fountains?" Sure. My group has worked on the first one. It shows scenes from when Mark and Kara first came here. One is on the Battle of the Gorge, another on the Battle at the Camp, and the last one on the Battle by the Gate. Beautiful scenes, very artistic, very touching.