She always gets real sad and lots of times she ends up crying." What do you do when she cries." Well, it's tough when girls cry, you know. But I try t... help her feel better. Sometimes I can make jokes. Sometimes I tickle her. Lots of times none of that works." What do you do then?"The boy blushed furiously. "Well, I... Sometimes I just hold her and cuddle a little until the crying stops. I, uh, wouldn't want the guys to know. Maybe it's not very macho, but she kinda looks up to me, you know.". The other pair was a royal blue snake skin. I packed earlyon Friday and left for the city. I would have the wholeweekend to dress as I like and would explore the local gaybars during that time.I arrived at the hotel around three and asked for a roomwith an outside entrance.Immediately after arriving in my room I ran a tub of warmwater and added some bubble bath with baby oil and soakedmy hairy legs. After shaving them smooth I toweled off andproceeded to the bed. I pulled out my new all in. I wanted to purchase a new toy for that lonely night at home.I finally chose a very nice piece of rubber vibrator and went to the counter. The man there gave me that look of being a dirty whore. He started to take the toy out of the package, saying he needed to make sure it worked; but I told him it was not necessary.But he insisted, reaching in the drawer for batteries. When he turned the toy on, I instantly got horny and wet again. The head on that nice toy bent a little and the guy asked me. We each knew that we would never be complete without the other.We had completely forgotten that there was another in the room, that Kathy was sharing our bed. At some point during our lovemaking she had awoken and now sat watching us. When she spoke we were both startled and abruptly returned to the real world.Her voice was soft, like a dove cooing in the morning.“That was beautiful,” she said. “It leaves me jealous of what you both share. If I ever had doubts about the true nature of your.