. Head rush.”“What would you know about head rush?”Wasn’t me that asked ... was the helicopter pilot, the Nosy Lieutenant.Tyche said, “My fa...orite episode of “Friends.” I have it on DVD.”“It’s that lump ... oh wait ... you don’t know ... do you?”“On the 65?” she said.“You ... little Flintkote ... have too good a memory ... you were not even two when the 65 went into rebuild.”“I’ve mentioned it before ... you did it ... I did it. The Sum of Generational Experience.”So ... we trio ... the. Still not pleasant—not by any means, but…We were in a park. Scattered trees cast fragments of shade across the worn grass.There was a boulder, fractured, broken…“Who triggered that?” Emmett sounded disgruntled—serves him right! Dr Brown and Mademoiselle Verne would have other opportunities to satisfy their mutual desire!Gina and I looked at each other, eyes somewhat glazed and wild, still wrapped up in those last few moments.“Guilty…” I said, flushing.Gina giggled.As we dressed, we carefully. The above took place in one of the park shelters and, what added greatly to the excitement for me, was we could quite easily have been caught. After I’d pleasured them they walked me home and I kissed each of them goodnight. However, what had taken place earlier had left me curiously unfulfilled and, laid in bed that night, my fingers strayed to my moist sex… Several days later, on my 17th birthday, Paul told me that he and Allan wanted to give me a special present and asked me to meet them in. She held it there with one hand while she undid my jeans with the other. I was laughing at her and in the end had to help her undo my jeans and pull them off. She was a girl on a mission with no inhibitions. With my jeans off she slipped the tip inside my undies and ran it up and down my crack. Oohh this was new, and good. I groaned my pleasure and relaxed back while she busied herself between my legs. I was getting very wet and slipped my underwear off. She dragged them down and.