"Fuck me, please."I froze at the words. I knew what was going to happen. I longed for it. But the sudden reality of it caught me off guard. She sensed... me tensing up."Never?" she whispered, her lips at my ear.I wiggled my head, still nuzzling her neck, and gave a noncommittal whine, like "Mmm-mmm." I could admit to some experience with nude girls, but I'd never done the Big One.There was a smile in her voice as I heard her say, "You're going to enjoy this."And she fell back onto the bed,. I sat there listening, waiting for someone to come in and could not help but wonder who it would be and what we might do. If it was Josh or Kevin I was sure we'd fuck, if it was Helen I wasn't sure what I'd do or what she would do. As I thought about it I heard the key slide in the door and, while amazed at how loud it sounded, I found myself eager to learn who was coming in. I surprised myself when I felt disappointed to learn it was either Josh or Kevin when a hard cock slapped against my. Jeff picked The Rose Tattoo again. What can I say? He liked the place. He insisted on paying. He was, after all, a working man."I'm making so much I won't even feel it," he argued."You're only working for the summer," I countered."Yes, but it's based on a really high salary." Well, young man, my trust fund compensates me amply, and it works while you're sleeping." That makes me feel like a kept man." Good," I said. "Just as long as you realize this obligates you to stay with me." The price of a. Show me where you got that beer.”Logan decided the terrain in Hell was the evil twin of Badlands National Park in South Dakota. Jagged mountains of naked, rust-colored stone ripped the landscape into a patchwork of sheer cliffs and winding valleys. Vegetation was sparse and sickly looking. Twisted, black trees grew in solitude, roots coiling and twisting into the dry earth. Hot, sandpaper winds crawled through the valleys, one moment a scratching whisper against exposed skin, and the next.