Winters in Maine were rough, and I only wanted to use gas heating to keep the pipes from freezing. We would have to keep the stove going almost nonsto...p. But once we got back home, I put those thoughts away with my tools and followed Sonja inside. The first thing we did was drink like racehorses. I should probably get some water bottles.I looked into the living room and saw Momo sound asleep on the couch. Since coming in, she had stripped down and taken a shower, but her hair was almost dry from. Her high heels. And she was naked."Now you," she said.What the hell, I thought. I got myself into this. Might as well go through with it. I stripped."Last one in the ocean is a rotten egg," she said, and she opened the sliding window and dashed out of the room.She was waist deep in the surf, jumping up and down and squealing in excitement when I caught up with her."This is so neat!" she said. "I feel so free!" And she threw her arms around me, pressing her naked breasts against my chest. She. You would do well to watch closely." Wow."Chantelle seemed to change and rise an inch or two taller as the double doors were opened before us by two muscular guys in black t-shirts with a big red "DF" on the front. Each wore communicators on their heads. I was ready to stick my fingers in my ears in case I was hit with the driving rhythms I heard last time I was shown this room, but orchestra music floated out the doors as they were opened.The quiet murmur of conversation stalled for just a. I at time had left all those gay fantasies behind and accepted myself as straight. He made up his mind there and then that he had to fuck me at any cost. He was preying at me like a hunter. We got in his truck it smelled like cum, im sure he had sex in here. On the way i felt the urge to pee badly, and i told uncle mark to stop at the nearest toilet but he kept skipping them saying there is a good one ahead. I wasnt sure what he meant, we went off the freeway and towards a forest. We stopped.