Kinda weird that, talking to someone in your head. I'd think maybe he needed some testing, but I do it now too so...I'm getting ahead of myself again....So this feller hands me my card, kinda grinning silly like. "So, do you want to volunteer for the Confederacy?" he asks."I thought they wasn't around anymore," I told him. "I mean, since the North won the War and all." He looked kinda funny, like he was trying not to laugh, but it wouldn't have bothered me none if he had. I've always thought if. "Imagine that. You know, I've been in love with you ever since we firstmet, but my rather odd physical makeup made me nervous about it. From ourconversations, I was sure that my maleness would turn you off." "Um, I'm not sure just why or how I feel this way," I said, rising from thechair. "I'm still not in any way gay, as far as I know. But I think that I havealways wanted to be in love with you." I sat down next to him on the sofa."That's why we were always such good, close friends. And now. She was stroking my hard cock and moaning as she rubbed and squeezed her tits with one hand.After several minutes she she said "I've got to have your cock in my mouth." and she moved down between my legs and started sucking wildly and playing with my balls. By this time I felt like my cock would explode any minute. I sat up and pulled her head up from my cock and rolled her onto her back, "Ginger, I can't wait any longer. I want to fuck your beautiful pussy." I said as I spread her legs open. Later, when cold had shrunken me to a size of a pineapple(and my balls to marbles seeking their waytowards the inner heat of my body). Magda came in and usedthe power nozzles to clean the 'filthy pig', then she drove me back in thesuite, still dripping and shivering, angrily admonishing me for 'wetting someoneelse's carpet'. Hanna was lazing on the sofa and she simply pushed her footforward. I scurried to it and stared to kiss her shoe. And a kisskiss and a licklick and a.