Back in the south west with a UK mobile number I sent her little texts and enjoyed her replies. She was fun in my kind of way – you know other peopl...e’s idea of fun is not necessarily yours, but we suited each other. Gradually I concluded that she was a decent person, respectable and trustworthy, and I wanted to make this count.I was only going to be in Taunton three days. I told her when I would be back at the airport to return to the sun, and she said she would meet me there. We arranged it. “So, what are we doing next weekend?” Beca asked Sunday afternoon. “We get Friday off for that teacher in-service thing. We should do something fun.” The five of us sat at our table with books still spread open. Desi, after a little establishment of the pecking order, had fit in just fine. Pey had finally gotten tired of the fact that we were actually studying and went to play with a friend. I guess Em had, too.“It’s so stupid that they have it this week instead of next week,” Joan complained.. ‘It is mother – she – she poisons him.’ Wide eyes full of shock and disbelief flew to Madrician’s innocent features. ‘You are mistaken,’ Gilraen whispered, looking to see if by some slim chance someone had slipped into the room unnoticed. ‘No, sister, our mother, with the help of Isa keeps him in this state. He fears her and has for years lost all hope of ever being heard.’ ‘But how – why?’ ‘The broth. I knew Isa was doing it, I read her thoughts, but I could not stop her. He asked me not to,’. They liked bodies...they liked sex...here were two bodies...both male...cock was always welcome and meant instant fun.The blonde had a gash to die for...puffy with two pouty pink angel flapettes welcoming the cocks present and the attached guys...the brunette had a curvy mound and sleek pleats of glistening crumpled skin...a pussy that demanded attention.“Fuck me” said Damien. He was cuntsruck.Chas thought: Guys don’t have a large vocab when confronting startling sexy arse or smooth shaved.