That older gentleman made him nervous, his feet hittingthe floor before he went to go to his room. They'd finished at leastearly enough for him to get...a little rest before he got back to workingon tomorrow.His feet were being pinched by his shoes. For a second he felt tempted tosimply take them off in order to walk in his socks. The rooms themselveshad a proper place for them, but he wasn't sure that he wanted to walkdown the hallway with his feet bare. Many foreigners never checked theirshoes. I don't know if JR arranged the foursome between Ted, Kimmy, JR, and me, but I wouldn't put it past him. If he did, I love him for it! All of my trepidation about the past with Ted dissolved. When we had sex, he was a cock and I can only assume I was just a pussy. He didn't even kiss me before he fucked me. Not that I cared, I didn't! I still liked Ted as a friend, my buddy, but that's all we would ever be. There was absolutely no emotional connecting, not for me.What can I say about JR? He has. I continued to move my head back and forth as I sucked on his shaft to get as much down my throat as possible. "God that feels so good.", he muttered. "Mmmm." was my only response. I quickened my piston-like pace on his shaft as I continued to suck him off and pull on my own pathetic penis. His hands held gently on either side of my head as he moved his hips to fuck my face in little movements. My sucking noises got louder at times, but I always half expected someone to walk in, so I tried to. You may have noticed thatyou're getting smaller too.In fact it looks just like you're running through puberty again,backwards.If you look around, you'll see that you're far from alone in your awkwardnew prepubescence.Oops, sorry you can't.I bet you'd like to scream right now, or at least make some kind ofnoise, but I want this to all go as peacefully as possible, and thatmeans no squealing. You'd all only be horrified at the babyish pitch ofyour little voices, anyway.I bet you feel pretty.