" Yes, Molly," continued Monica. "And, when you have someone else lookinto it, you can make them open to suggestion... you can.. soothethem, if you w...ll. The rings. make us passive, make us feminine. andeven lend those qualities to those who simply look at them. You willfind days. when it is necessary to wear your ring to feel better aboutyourself. and also, and this is important. to get others to see thingsyour way. do you understand, Molly?" Yes, Monica," I said. "I do. I can use my. ... your only uncle. How's school been?" "Great! I'm having so much fun and I'm one of the top students in my class." "I wouldn't expect anything less out of you sweetie." I put her down and messed her hair up a little bit. Footsteps announced Rachel before she said anything, she leaned in the doorway and with a smirk said, "Well..well...well Looks like you two have missed each other." She stepped forward and hugged me. "Need any help with anything from the car?" Leaning down to grab my bags. Watching John stroking his hardened cock as Charie pursed her lips and dribbled saliva on Gary’s glans then slurped his huge expanse into her mouth. Gary wrapped three fingers around the exposed part of his shaft fondled it.Always comfortable with his own sexuality John wasn’t intimidated by Gary’s endowment. Just the same, when he saw how big it was in its hardened state and how it stretched Charie’s lips he pursed his own lips and blew a whistle of amazement. I wish I could jerk off while I. Somebody was there, cooking maybe, or trying to make something, and who knows what. I'd found a guy in South Dakota who was making glass. He'd always wanted to learn how to do it, he'd told me, and now he finally could. He made the worst glass in the world, all yellow and crooked, but he was happy. He'd given me a little shot glass when I'd told him I was leaving. We'd been together for five days and a week later I couldn't remember his name.I rode down slowly, approaching across a field.