It was light now so someone would come and get him for breakfast andthen his routine sessions. He thought about how he got here, how his dadhad put hi... in this psychiatric ward. When he returned back fromFantasia, no one would believe him. Also no one would believe him thathis mother was alive. After constant nightmares, he had enough and triedto take his own life. Well it was a cry for help. Dad had no choice butto put me here, thought Sebastian.Last night was different. It was dark, but he. He reached the waters edge and shook off the thick mud. I on the other hand, was stuck. Trying not to panic and move as slow as possible while looking for my closest exit or grab-able object. I was also trying to look back to see if any of the gators were in pursuit, which they weren’t. Reality was that they ran from us as we ran from them. The biggest one I saw, was as big as Chucks, tail and all, which isn’t really that big but what scared me was there was so many. Fact was that the. With no heels on, Chris was a good five inches taller than Jill, and as their faces were nearly touching and at the same height Chris must have been bending his knees or something like that under the water.Jill’s arms were wrapped possessively around her boyfriend’s neck, and the pair of them had matching smiles on their faces as they were happy to just gaze lovingly into each other’s eyes. With their initial need for each other satisfied by their shower sex, there was a quieter and more. Oh."Watching Amy's hands caressing Adam's body added something to the eroticism of our lovemaking. Amy seemed well-schooled in sex by now, she'd had a lot and she'd watched her mother do it all kinds of ways. Family fun, I thought with a smile on my face.Adam's hard and swollen cock was giving me the familiar 'I'm about ready to cum' feelings as he continued to take slow, short movements deep inside me. Oh, I love it this way. Deep and slow."Oh, Adam, I'm near, just keep, ooh, ooh, UHH, UHH,.