”So Richard packed his two books and his clothes, patted the dog, and saddled up to ride in. He got to the house by dinner, but first took a shower ...nd looked at himself in the mirror. He needed a haircut, and he’d ask Janey whether he should shave or let his whiskers grow.“Musta bin lost inna outback!” was his greeting when he went for some food.“Feed him quick, cookie! He’ll be crook soon!”“Nice to know I’ve been missed.”“Only by the sheilas.”“I’ve decided to become a bushranger. Wanna join. "Nope," Elizabeth grinned, "I swapped them as a group. Two more to go."I searched the crowd again. I must have missed something. There was asense of urgency that sort of washed over me. I knew Elizabeth wasn't soirresponsible as to let any of them wander off while swapped or anything,but I was still worried that if I took too long something bad was goingto happen."Look, I'm sorry James, I know you don't want to go in there," came avoice from behind me, "but I'm a budding young woman and we need. " But I'm not gay."She smiled again."But you will be," she said. "And it's okay. The world needs simperingsissies, too. I can see it coming, Juliette. You're going to be such apretty thing. I promise you this: I'll be there when you make some manhis wife. I'll be in the church. Okay?"I shivered. "Roxanne, you'll be there in the church, because I'll bemarrying your daughter." We'll see, Juliette. We'll see."* * *I don't know if it was mentioning marriage, or if it was enduring herparents, or if. High sex is the best, not that sex without isn't good, but sex on drugs is amazing!Back to the log. I'm only counting new cocks that I fuck in my cunt or my ass, so I have to rule out the five guys I gave blow jobs to yesterday, and of course I'm not counting Betty on any list. I fucked twenty-six guys at the motel yesterday over the course of almost seven hours. Not bad I guess. That made my daily total twenty-nine guys not including the "just" blowjob guys. Hey! I should start a blow job only.