Kitchen table, kitchen chairs, couch, bent over the tv, on beds, on floors, carpets, tile, grass, in a pool, in my car. Mostly it was a threesome, but...Gabby and I found time to be together, and make love rather than just fuck. Every time it was powerful and filled with emotion. Each orgasm seemed to have the power of two. We were so in tune with each other, we knew each other’s bodies inside and out. Abby was supportive of our love, and allowed us all the time we needed to be a couple.. I grip her hand tightly, and I pull and turn her towards me. I read off her Miranda rights.“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak to me?”She says nothing."Ma'am, please put your hands behind your back." She begins to argue about. On top of the dome was a folded note with the words 'Eat Me' written on it in large letters.Yeah right, did they really think he was that gullible? Jackson thought.He ignored it and walked through the stone archway. There followed a strange feeling of dislocation, as if the universe had been turned sideways and passed through a funhouse mirror. The world on the other side looked different. Jackson thought one of his eyes might be playing up, but a hand over each revealed both were working. Two of the boys had gone down to his feet and taken off his shoes, and were sniffing the shoes while lightly rubbing his now black socked feet.Obviously it felt good, because try as he might, Justin couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of relief.While the two boys continued the slow massage, paying special attention to Justin’s arches and beneath his toes, the three other boys began unbuttoning Justin’s shirt and pants.Horrorful realization dawned on Justin’s face as he realized just what he.