‘General Hopez is a con-man,’ insisted Zoa. ‘Takes one to know one,’ teased her friend. ‘That whole gold sheet thing was just something I di... to make enough of an impression to be listened to. You know that.’ ‘Well it worked, didn’t it?’ teased her friend. ‘It worked too well,’ groaned Zoa. Her friend laughed. ‘Today I told General Hopez that the gold sheet is a copy,’ continued Zoa. ‘And he didn’t have you thrown into a cell?’ Her friend looked worried, as if expecting the general could show. Ken just mumbled, "Yea that's it I guess."When Eric mentioned it to the other girls they all giggled hysterically."OMG! Erika, you need to totally flirt back when boys do that it's sofunny. I told you wearing tighter jeans would pay off. You have a totalgirl butt. Your butt is like better than a lot of girls though. I'm sojelly. I bet he was probably staring at your ass the entire elevatorride." (Giggling)Eric laughed, "That is really funny, he was standing behind me the wholetime on the. “But, what about your grandfather? He’s a man, isn’t he?” I smiled, glad someone had come to my defense. “Barely. I doubt he’d be able to get it up. He’s so old. He’s older than 60. I think that’s when a guy’s cock stops working.” That really stung. “I don’t know girl. With an ass like yours, the dead would get a hard-on. Besides, I think your grandfather’s kinda sexy, for an older guy.” They giggled like the little girls they were. “So your mystery guy only fucked your ass?” “Well, he fucked. It never felt quite right on the occasions when he was able to do so, and he put this down to the fact that he knew it was his own semen and not someone else’s.It was during these simulations that John finally got to taste his first load of sperm. It never really seemed to satisfy him, and he put this down to the fact that it wasn’t another man’s. It was well into the sixth year when Joyce finally accepted that the incident on the last day of their honeymoon had not been planned and John was.