All the local children — and young courting couples, I might add — knew that providing they stayed well out of my little corner, they could play s...fely amongst the dunes. They also were well aware that a shout - assistance - would bring me to investigate the disturbance. I'd often arrive at my hidey-hole to find the odd can of beer or lager left as an offering to placate the Dune God (read guard).Who this guy was and what he was doing there, I didn't know; but I had to be prepared for just. She languidly let the soft fuzziness of sleep leave her and warmly thought about last night--and the long, wonderfully delicious parade of days and nights since that fateful weekend when she and Sandy had been blackmailed.She propped herself up on her elbows and saw that her daughter was standing at the window, peeking through the thin sheer netting of the curtains. Sandy was naked, just as she'd been when she had peacefully drifted into sleep after she and Alice had sucked and tongued each. I sat up off my bunk. I needed a piss. I threw some trousers on and walked into the main building of the truck stop to the restroom. It was 3 a.m. so everything was relatively quiet.I walked through the darkness into the main area of the truck stop, found the bathroom and took the leak that was busting my bladder. When I’d finished I shook the remaining drips of piss into the urinal and pulled my foreskin back. Inexplicably I started to jerk off. I don’t know why, but the openness of the. ”Well, the wife was really interested in buying the sandals after what the man claimed, but her husband felt he really didn’t need them, being the sex god he was. The husband asked the man, “How could sandals make you into a sex freak?”The Indian man replied, “Just try dem on, Saiheeb.”Well, the husband, after some badgering from his wife, finally gave in, and tried them on. As soon as he slipped them onto his feet, he got this wild look in his eyes, something his wife hadn’t seen in many.