He asked me to kneel on the floor, bend over and lean on the tea table. I did that and felt a bit comfortable. Still facing away from him, I could fee... him playing with my butt for quite some time. I felt only one of his hands on me and guessed he might be masturbating. I was very excited and wanted to see his cock.I turned around to see the sight of my life. There it was, a very unusual looking cock. He had removed his lungi and innerwear and stroking his cock. To say about him, he was a slim. It was one thing to embarrass me, but I would not stand for Renée to have to put up with such.However, Renée felt the sudden change in my mood and squeezed my hand. "Ral is quite modest when it comes to the attention he gives. I can attest that what I receive is better than anything I ever got when I was dating before we met."There were so many different layers of meaning in that statement that I was reeling from it. Reynolds, however, took it in stride and seemed to have even caught some of. I was upset with myself for having that kind of reaction. How could posing naked for a dirty movie and stripping over and over again for a dozen perverts who I strongly suspected were soon going to rape me cause a reaction like this in my body?! I was terribly embarrassed. I hoped that I was the only one who was aware of the fact that, physically at least, a part of me was becoming aroused.The next pile was the crop tops. I put them on, modeled them and then took them off. As I put each one on,. John's thoughts were of Lita, his wife of seven years. She was in the Wintered Under program in Antarctica. It would be four months before there was even a chance for her to return home. "How long do I have?" he asked. "You should get your affairs in order as soon as possible. With treatment, you might have two or three months." Dr. Richards solemnly replied. "I'll have my nurse give you the phone numbers for Hospice and the clinic. I still want to get a biopsy just to be sure, but the chances.