Hence, here I will write it in some short stories. Lena 1 - this tale - is an introduction. Also an overview of what more there is come. And to 'come'...from.Lena's Love Lines is an age-old plan. One of my many interesting ideas on erotic experiences on 'To-Do'.Lena 1 is a bit inspired by my perception of a video, which has a 'big bro - young s!s' scenario, as I see it.Lena looks a lot like the blonde beauty in the video. Short blond hair, slender. Smaller boobies. Younger.Lena is a lot more. Jake and Pam also felt as I did, the whole experience was interesting, arousing and had an almost dreamlike sense to it. Steve on the other hand was pissed. More at himself than the people who watched, but pissed just the same. We sat an listened to him ramble on and on about how humiliating it was to know those sick perverts were getting hot from watching him, from watching all of us. He commented time and time again how fucking stupid we all had been for getting busy; outside, without. ”“I don’t have a pen.”“Well, I happen to have a card,” the slightly older performance artist declared.Mars slid it seductively into Ken’s dress shirt pocket. “Call me now, Mr. Donaldson!”“Uhhh. I will!”It turned out that Mars was also very well trained. Howard for undergrad and then Boston College for his Master of Music.Yeah. Ken and that slender flamboyant bitch fucked once a week until Ken got order down to Albany, Georgia. It was fun while it lasted. He learned so much about Black history. She smiled grabbing her mug of herbal tea, she joined Fred on the balcony. She kissed the top of his head as thanks for the cuppa. They had not uttered a word to each other yet. Again the smell of bacon and eggs awoke their hunger. Looking at each other they moved and returned to the bed room. As Fred was about to put his foot into his underpants Helena pushed him onto the bed and pounced on him kissing him madly. He rose for the occasion. They make love together just enjoying the energy.