The pain is still there. I don’t know, maybe it will always be there. Maybe I just have to learn to live with it. I just don’t know. What I do kno...w is that I have never stopped loving you. God help me, now that you’re back in our lives, I don’t want to let you go again.” “Gary, let me spend the night.” “No, absolutely not, it’s too soon for that.” Judy was praying he would say yes, but she understood when he didn’t. They changed the subject and Gary told her about a big advertising campaign. Several times he had tried to fuck me in the ass, but his piece was really massive and it was impossible for my asshole to stand it. I felt real pain every time he tried, no matter how much lube we used or how my asshole was stretched. One day he called me to say that he would like to arrange a gangbang meeting for me with some of his friends. It would be all black guys…"Are you willing to be a total slut for one more evening? Nothing will be off limits?" He asked me. I answered I was ready to. So how did it start? Months after talking about it, we were laid in bed and she was playing with my cock, she mentioned a member of staff she used to work with in the same office had gained promotion and had moved to head office as he was head if I.T. and was having to visit her office due to a system upgrade and the work had to be done out of hours to stop any interruption. Evidently he was having trouble finding accommodation for a couple of days. She mentioned he used to compliment her and. I had done the same, but my bike was a bright red.Week by week, dad worked on his Harley, while I was learning all about mechanics. I didn’t look at any dirt bike refit programs, so I didn’t have the knowledge prior to watching dad do his bike.Once the frame was done, that was when the hard work really started. Putting the engine, gearbox and everything else back in correctly.Dad took his time making sure each part was put into the correct position. He would do one part at a time, making sure.