‘You’re right, Sweetheart. Those little boys wouldn’t understand.’ Amanda was hugging Brian and Marian, happy to be included in their adult em...race. ‘My Dad and I keep secrets from Phillip all the time. Don’t we, Dad?’ ‘Amanda, do you think you could keep it a secret from Phillip and Tommy if Marian and I went on a date?’ Brian asked. Amanda nodded her head. ‘Are you going to kiss and stuff?’ They were still in a three-way embrace. Brian felt Marian’s body shake with laugher. ‘Yeah, Dad, are. I quickly turned my notebook back to the page I had set up for today'slecture and did my best to pay attention, knowing that there was nothingelse that I could do at the moment.History class was a little more fruitful in that I at least had an excuseto flip through the textbook during class. As far as I could tell,everything that I had remembered about reality was still true. I'dalmost wish there was something dramatically different, like Canada hadtaken over the United States, or Julius. .. the crowd gets excited when one of the contestants climaxes; were orgasms a way of... keeping score?The lurid competition moved into high gear as the grunting, sweating, moaning rivals tightened their erotic embrace — thrusting their breasts against each other, and as each mammalian orb expanded with arousal, it deepened the cleavage and created rising swells of tit-astic splendor bulging sexily for every pair of eyes, also increasing the tension and friction upon their nipples. The. Tucking a stubborn curl that escaped her chignon behind her ear, she brought her pen to the unspoiled page of the sketch book on her lap and started drawing. Lines, curves and shades slowly blended together into her vision of the man in front of her. His tanned skin covered in sweat was glistening in the glow of the dawning sun, making him appear like some god from a Greek legend, in her eyes a true work of art. The raw manliness of his young body with his well-defined muscles flexing with each.