Without even asking,he began to suck on my finger, maintaining eye contact as he did so."That's it b*o, get that finger good and wet. Lube it up befor... i stick itup your butt." I said softly."Aw fuck, not that!" he said, moaning it around my finger."Aww, is the big strong marine afraid?" I mocked.Tyrone's eyes immediately hardened, and his back stiffened. He pulled myfinger out of his mouth and pulled my hand back around to his butt, evenpushing my wet finger against his hole, before grabbing. I was raised in a small mid sized farming/industrial community in the Midwest. We were a town of about 10,000 people; most of them middle class. This was about thirty years ago and I was a junior in high school and had dated a few times. Back then a popular Friday or Saturday date was to head to the local drive-in movie. What we referred to as ‘Make Out Drive-in Theater’. I had been on quite a few dates with boys in my school and while I was not a total prude, I was not a slut either. I had. Now you can turn us back!"I concentrated hard, until I thought that I was going to pass out.Finally I said, "I can't. I don't know why, but I can't turn us back. Iwish I knew why."And just like that, I did. "I can't turn us back because it would goagainst his wishes. I can't do anything that would go against one of hiswishes. I think, um, I think we're stuck like this."Alice started to cry. I didn't blame her. I wanted to cry too. I said,"It's like there's this wall. I can't become a man, I. Two of my nieces, Elaine and Crystal had needed my assistance in ensuring that they were properly cleaned. It was a fun and enjoyable task and one that I would never have thought to decline. Thus, as it had become common, I was one of the last to get to breakfast. As I cheerfully greeted my mother, who was on breakfast detail that morning with a hug and a grope and a deep passionate 'French' kiss, I happened to glance towards the computer terminal. Much to my surprise, I could see a blinking.