James and I did help Chris with some of the equipment cases and he did do some filming in the afternoon. For the most part, people were curious about ...what he was up to and were friendly. I was just not used to the crowds and sometimes felt a bit uncomfortable about it. We later realized that there were way too many people in the area. We were not the only small town kids who came to see the hippies. There was a severe shortage of rooms available and people were sleeping in nearby Golden Gate. .. I'm just about to...Oh fuck Joe...I'm gonna...Shit Joe...Your gonna make me....FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK Joe I'm gonna blow my wad. About that time, hot thick jizz came flying from the tip of my worn out dick. Then another. Then another. I've never cum that much ever. My cock was shooting wad after wad of hot cum all over Joe's hand, the massage table, the floor, and anything else in it's path. Joe gave my cock a few more pumps and then focused his attention on pounding my. . you’re a statue.”His eyebrow arched. It was a very human, very life-like gesture. More than anything else, it helped to calm me down. I nodded. “Again, I apologize for my response. I wasn’t expecting to speak to...” and I waved at him.“A talking statue?” he asked and I nodded. “No need to apologize, sir. I am only a statue. I have no feelings to hurt.”“I would have said the same thing about a construct, but I have been proven wrong on that point.”He looked at me again with that raised. She screamed and climaxed, flooding my face with her cum.Wednesday She did her morning stretches in the nude. As always I had to watch as she stretched her legs and arms. She went into splits, reaching for one foot, then the other, the black fur patch between her legs flush with the soft white carpet. She got on her knees and stretched forward, round rear in the air, then pivoted and stretched her arms up the wall, arching her back. She froze at the touch of my fingers on her side. I knelt.