..As his occult savvy Auntie, Irene gifted her ward with this enchantedwarrior relic from the Bronze Age. Some battered armband that couldhave belonge...d to heroic warriors of some mythic struggle, the Fag-Haghoped its spiritual energy would bolster her timid teen nephew's malejuices somehow.She hoped its symbolism of ancient manhood would inspire her Tommy tostand up against the homo-bashing crowd, to help him in a face offagainst that little redhead bully, for instance.Those two always did. If talking about how he got into that cave bothers him wait until he hears the rest of it, Lewis thought. ‘It was the spring of ’90.’ ‘That was 1890, right?’ ‘Of course 1890,’ Jim replied with impatience. ‘Okay, that’s how I got in that cave. Now answer my questions Lewis.’ His voice was stronger and demanding. ‘Okay I’ll answer them but let me get something from the living room,’ Lewis said. At Jim’s nod Lewis left the bedroom. He picked up a hand mirror, the family picture from the mantel,. A long while later, her hair-do spoiled and perspiration on her upper lip, we were back in the lounge. I took a seat. She went straight to the bathroom.“Seems I passed the test,” I grinned.“With good marks,” he admitted pouring an icy beer in two glasses and pushing one to me. I hadn’t seen her pulling that face since Brazil was defeated at the world cup. Welcome aboard.We toasted.Since the Brazilian lady was married to the sex-shop guy and the contest was for couples, I still needed a partner.. “Come on.” she says, looking expectantly at Loki, who just stands there.“Just a minute there, young lady, don’t you think you’re being just a bit presumptuous?” Everett says. “Just ‘cause he’s a male doesn’t mean he’s always ready to fuck. You gotta get him started.”Elizabeth tries not to look embarrassed, but it’s clear the idea never crossed her mind. She feels around his hindquarters until she finds his sheathe. Her hands work quick and soon his pink cock is hard and ready for action..