Stunned, I wipe up with Kleenex. I go back to my room and try to figure this out. Vickie gives me pleasure, but she also seems to want to humiliate me...to some extent. I'm feeling a little un-manly, like I'm just her toy. But then, so-fucking-what. This is a great day!!***It's next Friday. Things are normal between Vickie and me (Vickie and I?). Normal in the sense that we don't talk about what happened last Friday. Not a hint. I whack off all the time, with Vickie's tits front and center in my. I know exactly how guilt works, so I didn't let him dwell. Immediately after his orgasm, I made him go down on me, and before he had time to think, he was hard again.As promised, Josh sampled all of my holes that night, and it wasn't long before the girls became a regular fixture in our nightly games of strip poker.The next step was a stroke of genius on Bri's part - I don't know where she gets her manipulative streak, because it's certainly not from me. I implemented her suggestion the first. Go have fun.I climbed on top of a stack of boxes holding mortar rounds and set the demolition charge. It would not be easy to see from the ground, and might be ignored even if it was seen. Besides, the fuse was booby trapped so that it would trigger if somebody tried to deactivate it without knowing the proper code. I figured that was a sufficient nuisance for this area and left for the surface.Judging from the lack of stairs going any farther down, the gigantic cellar was "only" two storeys. "Both boys quivered with excitement. Thorny, whose real name was Quentin R. Thornberry the Third, had almost been sent to detention when Mrs. Roberts, the librarian, caught him groping his crotch in the book stacks. Even as the boys made their way to Dennehy's Diner, he tugged at his pants, trying to adjust his dick inside the confines of his drawers. The day had come for them to lose their virginity and they knew that they'd remember it forever.Bud went the appointed place and waited in the.