The sliding door appeared to be jammed half open. Jason gauged distance and speed in his head. When he reckoned the time right, the teen ran at the tr...in.Jason cleared the thicket at Olympic speed. As the boy charged across the clearing, the world seemed to slow down. The Yethan pushed himself to his limits. Jason jumped at the last moment. His aim proved to be adequate. The youth past through the opening, but he was moving too fast to stop. Jason skidded across the boxcar's floor and slammed. I was blank – a completely blank piece of paper waiting for Tara to pick up her pencil and start drawing.“You worry about that, don’t you? You worry that you’ll never get married.”My eyes blinked. I don’t know why. The rest of my body had frozen into a solid block of stone.“You think you won’t find someone who will love you – because of your weird brain.”I retreated – crawling into the very back of my skull where Tara’s sharp eyes couldn’t see me. When Tara does so many dumb things, it’s easy. I tell you that i am you little panty slut, and i will do anything you want so that you will let me cock out to grow and play....you want to know why my little cock is so hard and i tell you its because i like to please my mistress by dressing up in panties and submitting to her like a woman. You smile and continue to lightly caress my balls with your nails, rubbing my panty-clad ass. You inform me that men who wear panties are nothing more that cock-sucking sluts, and that if i am to get any. ’ ‘Mmm!’ was all she could say, and she pulled his head down for another kiss. He obliged, sinking into her mouth and feasting on her. Cilla felt his erection pressing against her, and she moaned and pushed herself against him harder. Adam pushed back, and soon they were writhing and stroking each other’s shoulders and backs. Cilla wanted to climb up his body, and he wanted to crawl inside her skin. The tension rose to fever pitch, and neither seemed willing or able to stem the tide. When Cilla.