Heh. Just ask my friends. I'm pretty good at karate, too. I'm also no stranger to sex. OK, sorry, I sound like I'm bragging. Maybe I am. Anyway, it's ...ot like I'm some kind of blushing teenager. I'm out of college, I'm on my own, mostly, even if I work for my mom some of the time, and I can take care of myself. By the way, you've seen Oscar, right? Well, he and I ... OK, never mind.I know, I'm sounding insecure. I'm not. I don't think.So, there I was, my hands and feet bound, nude. No idea what. .”“Do you mind?” Joey asked, his annoying voice cutting through her playful monologue. “You be scarin’ the animals with all that yammer!”“It’s all right,” Ric said, laughing. “It’s a fantasy game we sometimes play. I take her out into the woods and use her for live bait to attract the vicious mountain lion that’s been killing children and sexy young women.”“Oh, yeah?” Joey asked, clever enough to recognize his queue. He and Ric had discussed this very thing only yesterday. However, he hadn’t. I was incredibly aroused and excited, wanting to see Sue take all of this young man’s horse cock. But hearing the hunger in her voice and seeing the mesmerized look in her eyes took my mind back to the hell we’d lived through with Brandon.James was a totally different person. But we were playing with the same gasoline and matches. The same base sexual desires and emotions. Despite having given Sue the greenlight and helping her overcome her doubts, as I saw them now on the verge of becoming. There was nobody around. No one but me and the shitty sea-birds. I checked myself. I wasn’t too busted up. I still had my cock and I hadn’t lost my ball sack to a stray propeller blade. My injuries were what the medical board would call superficial. I had an eight inch burn down my right thigh and my shoulders felt crunched and bruised. My ass ached from kicking my way out of the cockpit. Fuck it. I was a tough bastard. I could take a bashing. I had kicked my way into this fight. They’d not.