Matt, Ricky, and Tommy were in their best shorts and shirts and smelled pretty nice (for boys). We were all nervous. I was extremely nervous as I was ...bout to be fucked by four horny boys. For a few minutes, we all just looked at one another. Finally, I said that we needed to arrange the blankets so I could lay down. This was quickly accomplished. I said “OK guys get rid of the clothes” and soon all four stood before me completely naked. I stood above the blankets and pulled my tee-shirt over. It was back to the chemicals, the treatments, the loss of hair, the suffering, the tears at night. The doctors explained it was always harder the second go round. What did we care? This was our girl! We battled through it a second time. This time it worked. Our Maia was really cured. The cancer was defeated!There was only one small minor detail. Hospitals are rife with bacterial and viral materials. One them is something called MRSA. This MRSA is a bastard. Thank god it wasn’t Maia who got it;. After lifting his tight white tee-shirt over his head, he stood bare-chested and paused licking his lips. Felicia gaped at the man’s body. Well tanned, muscular arms and chest. Her smile mirrored his and she took off her shirt as he had done. Now I’ll give him something to look at, she thought, reaching behind her chest with both hands, and unhooked the clasp of her bra. The straps slid off her shoulders when she pulled the bra forward and her breasts fell free. The policeman’s eyes widened. Well this bitch can fuck your boyfriend anytime I want, but I haven’t, so back off. I am not a virgin. I’ve had boyfriends, but they never last. See the reason above. Most of them have been jocks, with not much to offer but rock-hard abs and what is hanging between their legs. I enjoy them, and let them enjoy me, but I can’t talk to them and they don’t want to listen to me. So after I have scratched my itch and before they call me bitch, I find a way to end it. I don’t seek out jocks, but they.