“Rasheed what’s that?” she said.Dad looked up, hearing her remark.The game was up. They could now both see clearly the tent in my shorts. “Oh ..... er ... sorry mom ... er ... dad,” I blurted out. “I ... I ... er ... couldn’t help it, you know, just seeing you in the flesh and all. I think I’ve just got a bit worked up. I’m sorry, shall I leave the room?”Mom and dad exchanged glances.“Throw me my bath towel,” said mom without getting up so as not to expose her tits.Shaking, I grabbed the bath. The following day I wrote it up and e-mailed it to him. Unfortunately, Paul read my write-up just before leaving to pick up his girlfriend Tracy on a date. Reading the details of my carrying out his instructions had him so horny that instead of long relaxing sex after an evening out, they had fast and furious sex almost immediately upon his arrival; with her, bent over the kitchen table, panties down, skirt flipped up. Although she admitted to getting somewhat of a kick out of it, she also felt. Commotion filled the forest air. Mechanical sounds. Buzzing, chopping, men whistling sharply and calling to each other with barks and shouts. Deforestation. “For fuck’s sake, Iver! Get that goddamn buzz-saw over to Radna. The cave is somewhere on that precipice and we are going to find it if I have to light this place up and work you fuckers through the night!” A large man stood on the blade of a steam-driven plough, a dark-earthed path carved in its wake. He stood tall, with broad shoulders.. He said no way would he fuck a girl and told me he didn't want me to suck him any more if I wanted to fuck her. He got really shitty with me and I told him fucking her was better than fucking him so he said he and I would never have sex together again. I realised a few days later that he was gay and thats why he didn't want to have anything more to do with me. It didn't matter because I had her to fuck and I didn't miss doing things with him. After a month or so she and I were sucking each.