Isaac, being a skinny kid, had no real gutteral strength, but he wanted to try the heimlich maneuver to expel some water. The best he could manage was...a hard punch to the stomach!Miraculously, it had some effect, so he gave it another shot, even harder, and he got a bellyful of lake water!Rolling the not-yet-dead boy over, our hero lifted the lower torso and pressed on the stomach again, more evenly.As water gagged out of the mouth, Isaac knew he had passed the first test. He continued mouth to. Porter opened his eyes expecting to see rugs piled up, torn and ripped against the wall behind them, all 2080 square meters of them. The room looked exactly the same, even the smile on Fane’s face.“That was not so bad, was it?” Fane asked.“No, but I think we upset my cat,” Porter said.“I think so as well,” the old man concurred. “Why don’t we wait here a few moments for your furry friend to arrive? I understand that she is rather possessive of you.”Porter blushed three shades of red, “Kanji did. She had long flowing red hair, which seemed to glisten within the light of the small room. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I touched her hand and she touched mine in return. It was nothing really, but the feel of her hand against mine made me weak in the knees. I leaned forward in my chair and kissed her. It was only a kiss, but her lips set me to fire. Her lips were soft and as I kissed her again, her hand grazed my inter thigh. We didn’t utter a word, for we both knew our passion could. It was 1976 (my freshman year of high school) and a Saturday so I was home from school and my parents were both at work for most of the day. I knew where my dad kept his porn magazines (mostly Playboy) but plenty risqué for the 70s. I had been into dad's stash for most of the morning and I just had to pull out my cock and start pumping away like a mad man. My bedroom had sliding patio doors for the only window in the room. I had regular curtains with one of those translucent inner curtains. The.