Tommy was not aware that he had created a nympho by fucking Molly. She could not get enough cock. Tommy was a horny lad, but even he could not give Mo...ly all she wanted.Tommy was always very careful not to impregnate Molly by always inserting Emko foam, a vaginal spermicide before fucking her.But soon Molly was fucking others, including Mr. Robinson, the boys basketball coach, and Mr. Phleger, the boys football coach. The coaches were very careful, but others were not.Molly was the most popular. He and Gavin accompanied me their earlier this afternoon so that I could inspect the etching they’d discovered. As I had already surmised, they matched the style of the ones I had unearthed, although I have yet to share that, as well as so many other details of my time spent astray. Livie July, 1867.(A week prior…)I was stirred from my post orgasmic stupor by a fearsome boom overhead and the splash of raindrops on my exposed flesh. The sky overhead had darkened dramatically and clouds roiled as. He was just muttering to himself, "Forgive me. I'm sorry. I love you. I didn't mean it."Brandy was lying on the bed, wires hooked up to her. She looked almost peaceful. Her heart monitor was beeping, echoing through the room in time with Sheldon's mantra.I put my hand on his shoulder. "She knows."He wiped his nose with his sleeve. "I've been an ass." Yeah, you have." He just stared at me as the beeps filled the room. "But she loved you despite that." I thought she hated me." That doesn't mean. I carefully caught his ejaculate in a towel so as not to damage his expensive suit. We settled into some drinking and stuff and Benny and I seemed to hit it off pretty well. Benny was probably my father’s age. Certainly he was of his generation. Yet we were able to party together like we were all the same age. Benny was a regular, he made a lot of money. He told me he ran a string of aeromechanics schools in the city. Benny and his crew were alright. The next weekend he came in he asked for me.