"Dam Don let'shurry up and get back inside this air is cold on the pecker!" I said as I shookthe last few drops off the tip of my dick. Donny stood ...here trying hishardest to force his pee out as fast as he could so we could get out of the coldnight air. Lucky on the other hand was having a field day pissing on everythingin sight as usual. Once Donny was done he yelled for the dog to come on andthe dog woofed a little. "Come on Lucky I don't care if some other animalpeed on your spots.. He was hard again of course, after what Mademoiselle Duclos did to him. I thought that was really mean of her to use him as a living model while she taught us French slang! And the way she touched him, well, that was really uncalled for. I know she's French, and maybe they're more open about this stuff over there, but this is America, after all!If you think objectively about it, naked boys look pretty weird with all that equipment hanging down there, all out in the open. Girls are much. All the way home my mind kept wondering to Carla’s conversation about my dad, the more I thought about it the more I was coming around to the idea that having sex with dad would not be a total no goer, but I was still apprehensive of the outcome, how would dad react, would he laugh at me or would he get annoyed at me for even thinking of sex with him, as Carla said, if you don’t try then you will never know. It was a very hot day, I pulled up in the drive and his car was there, I knew mum was. The fellow sat opposite me leaned forward.“I neglected to properly introduce myself, Sir Elijah. I am Principal Writer Oswald Repp, personal secretary to his Excellency Huck Dolihaye.”I knew that a Principal Writer in the Administration Department of the Honourable East India Company was the equivalent rank of a captain in the Military Department of the company. It was then I realised why Oswald Repp looked familiar.“Do you have a brother who has recently married, Mister Repp?” I asked.He.