“Feathers show number of sexual partners,” the chief replied.Pointing to a nearby young brave, he continued, “Him? One woman, one feather. Him?�...�, pointing to a second, older man, “Three women, three feathers.”The reporter looked at the Chief’s headdress. “But you have so many feathers!”The Chief proudly slapped his chest. “Me Chief. Sleep with all women. Big, small, fat, tall.”Horrified, the female reporter said; “You ought to be hung!”The Chief said, “Damn right. Me hung big like buffalo, long. Well, I can talk to anyone about anything, why should this be any different? ‘I masturbate,’ I told her bluntly. She breathed into the phone receiver. Was she getting excited? I’m not always the quickest on the uptake when it comes to women, but I got it this time. ‘Really?’ She asked. ‘Yes.’ I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. I might get into trouble, but I was betting it would be a fun journey. ‘What do you think about when you. . . masterbate?’ She asked in a low, sultry voice.. His cock twitched in Tobin’s hand as he whispered “ohshitohshit” and Tobin felt it swell and burst, hot cum spraying up his bare belly. Tobin chuckled.Trevor slumped against him. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. He leaned back to look at him. “I don’t… normally I don’t cum that fast, but you… I’ve wanted this so long…”Tobin swept some of the cum from his skin and brought it up to his mouth. Trevor fell silent, transfixed as Tobin slowly and deliberately sucked the cum from his fingertips.“Mmm,” he. But today the girls were all inside getting ready for church. Sandy had to make do with the boys because they were the only ones outside in the cold weather.She would rather be outside playing even if it was with boys and not inside with the grown-ups who always found something for her to do that took away from her playtime.Her mother called to her from the front door."Sandy! Oh, Sandy ... Time to come in, dear. We are leaving for church."She ran inside quickly dodging Robert who wanted to pull.