.. lover." His fury spent, Dylan collapsed into the chair.Peter paced angrily inside the cubicle. He felt they as if were being watched and sure enoug..., a small crowd had gathered. A stern look shooed them away.His thoughts turned to Mari. He met her on several occasions and he couldn't fathom that she was capable of such appalling behavior. Peter was almost certain that her mother was behind everything. Dylan often told Peter that she 'constantly pulled on Mari's strings.' Regardless if it was. In fact, he was much larger than most of the other guys, myself included.When I saw his salami disappear all the way up my little sister’s round, white bottom, I was a bit envious, but I knew it was not good form to be thinking about one ass-fucking one’s own sister.Poor Gina walked funny for a few days but she put on her girl scout uniform and soldiered on to sell as many cookies as possible before the end of the money-raising drive to pay for the expenses of running the entire operation. I. As she slipped it back in her mouth Becky licked and kissed my ear. "I know you are awake sir. It's time for you to pleasure your slave girls." Ummm, I thought my slave girls were supposed to pleasure me," I responded."That would be true, sir," Becky countered, "except that I know very well you get as much pleasure giving as receiving." You've got me there!" I said. "Now lets see what I can do about pleasuring you! Sit on my face and go help Jamie." You know I haven't cleaned up yet this. Seems like instead of locking him up theyshould have sent him to a place like that instead.I guess I'm as ready as I'm going to be to talk about why he got sentaway. He got raped, diary, if you can believe it. It messed him up bigtime, let me tell you. And from what he's told me, it sounds like thebad stuff only got worse when he was on the inside. So I'm super happyto see him with a smile on his face again. We got the week together, andthen its my turn to go, so I'm going to pump him for.