The air left my chest. ‘Who?’ ‘Um… Blake.’ Like a horror movie I turned to look at him as he flipped a page. The cover lifted and I saw my b...eloved book in his hands. All the rest of the day I heard people talking about him reading it, most because they thought of it as a girls book and laughed at him for even taking it out. But then another rumour started, clearing the smoke and making sense. ‘His new girlfriend is making him read it.’ I almost died. I was with another boy, but Blake, he was. I tried again, I couldn’t and asked her to help me put it in.But despite both our attempts it will not go into her ass. So she took some more spit and wet her hole I tried again but her ass won’t yield. I have been involved in anal play and anal masturbation as soon as I reached puberty. I knew how to make a butt yield. So I rubbed a finger between her ass cheeks and slowly shoved it in while saying, “It should be done gently and nicely.” I started fingering her anus to which she started. “I agree,” Ezra told him as he looked up to see the others grinning at their good fortune.“Count the coins in that one, Ezra. All gold coins weigh just a little over an ounce,” Eli told them.With Eli holding the light over him, Ezra counted the coins out on top of two boards laying side by side.“Four hundred exactly!” Ezra said as they all knelt close to see the stacks of gold coins.“That’s eight thousand dollars per bag if they’re all the same and we have six bags of coins. Not a bad find for. A low railing surrounded the orchestra pit, now a deep, wide, empty hollow in the floor ahead. Stopping just in front of it, he could hear a faint, regular rustling from the stage, hidden behind the towering scarlet curtain. Then, between the even 'whish - whish - whish' came the hushed, staccato, soprano counterpoint - brief little cries that soon turned to familiar cries of passion, then to frenzied grunts and moans. He made his way closer, easily scaling the iron railing and dropping into.