You learn to appreciate it all." Maybe I'm just old-fashioned," the boy protested. "I don't think I could ever get it hard for a man." Sure you could,..." the girl assured him. "You get yourself somewhere that no cunt is available, you'll learn to like cock. That's the way it is in prison. Lots of other places, too. You get a good man, a good ass, a good cock, and you get with it." Maybe," the boy admitted. "Still I'll stay with the old- fashioned way." Oh shit!" Charley complained. "I thought. He met Jillian then.Jillian, a cute woman around my age, spoke fluent Spanish with a peculiar but cute New Zealand accent. She drove a newer model jeep in which she transported Gina and my mother from the airport on a scenic drive to their lovely home. Pete drove Chuck and I allowing me to sit in the front to listen to Pete describe the places i saw. Chuck sat behind me torturing me with the vibrator he made pulse inside me taking me to the sexual edge then turning it off.After several hours,. I began to notice that the sympathy and the 2-3 weeks close proximity and open friendship was making a few changes in our relationship. She was leaning and half hugging me and putting her arms around me from behind and even putting her face against mine and then couple of lip touch to my cheek and neck and comments about how I am all work and no play and should have a gal in life and so on.Slowly I was getting attracted and I was slowly hugging her back and one day even kissed her cheek back. " to my Dad. And "Good morning Donnie." to me. Nohistrionics, no wailing and gnashing her teeth and crying over the factthat I was safe or anything. She just sat down at the table and lookedat me, kind of like she was appraising how I looked or something. I wasright."Well, Donnie, I'm glad you're home dear, but you look a wreck! Mygoodness, where have you been and what have you been doing? You know,we should go do some shopping later this morning. There were someperfectly DARLING things I saw.