"Morning Mum, morning Aunt Sue" I greeted them. Mum gave me a big hug and Aunt Sue followed. She gave me a good once over, running her eyes up and dow... my short figure, wondering how the heck I could have such a large tool for a small boy.So, with breakfast out of the way, we packed lunch for a picnic at the beach.Mum and Aunt Sue come out to the car just as I was finishing loading it up. They both had on open front shirts tied at the waist, and a sarong tied around their bottom half. They had. Yes, The Program has changed me for life. I’m not sure if it’s a good change or a bad. If it can bring Jay and me back together as friends like before then it can’t all be bad.JASONSo, what has my Program week done for me? For one, I have a reputation for eating pussy. Me! How implausible is that? Totally unexpected. But I have to ask: is that a good thing? I feel more bad has come of it than good.I may be able to repair my relationship with Sue, but only because of her generous nature, not. Then, just after another few minutes of agony, Lacie heard something new. Hammering sounds, a rapid, deep thudding, almost seeming to come from the ceiling above her. Lacie could hear something from beyond the door, rapid cracking noises that sent shivers down her spine. Dimly, Lacie knew the sounds meant danger, but her pain hazed mind couldn’t identify the noise. Lacie couldn’t understand anything beyond her cell and the cycle of agony and brief recovery. The rest of the world didn’t exist. I stared around the nicely tiled bathroom and thought about what I was about to do. I can't explain it, but it just seemed OK. I felt OK about myself. Ok about Carl, the stranger waiting for me. What would it be like, having a stranger in me; after all these years? What if he is disappointed in me? I shook my head to clear the thought of inadequacy out of my head.Finished, I stood up and went to the bathtub. I soaked a washcloth in warm water and spread my pussy."Just in case." I muttered. In.