Francine has the soul of a teacher. She loves to lecture, but her favorite style is Socratic. If a well posed question is a jewel to teacher, Siobhan ...as a diamond mine. They squabbled like siblings or an old married couple.It was a welcome distraction. I had not been to Manhattan since The Nutcracker and never for pleasure. Nothing I saw that day motivated me to return. Francine arranged parking. Russell escorted us through the streets. Francine let us in a building's side door, then the rear. The what that came next surprised them all. The a****l stared intently across the river, but not at the shore. He seemed to be focused far into the jungle. Then, he jumped into the water, swam across to the other side, and disappeared into the jungle. They never found the a****l around the villages again. * * * *Moments of awareness. I sensed being back in one of the villages of the Guarani, the sounds of the jungle at night, the sounds of the jungle in the day, the sounds of someone moving. Shari spotted me as she turned and called me. Shari had become very comfortable asking (telling?) the Black guys she had stumbled upon that she had a BF, and he'd be coming along to join in. Or take pics of her sucking their cocks. No one ever objected. Sometimes I'd fuck her good and hard while she sucked them, it only enhanced her performance.Travis had a suite upstairs complete with a sunken jacuzzi and bar. And as was obvious because sweat pants don't hide much, he apparently had a fully. And we were just beginning. As we break from the mouth and tongue devouring session, lindy whispers, “it’s time… Don’t you think?” Wanting to give her some macho, indian kama-sutra-style lovemaking, i tell her, “the time has come,” and pick her up, sweeping her into my arms, carrying her down the hall to the unused guest bedroom (her things were in the other one), placing her gently onto the tightly-made bed. I close the door and blind and hover over her, the shadow of my huge, swaying cock.