Matt and Bryn had left on Tuesday afternoon, and Sheila had been pleased to see Matt after his term away."He's getting on fine at uni," said Sheila, "...I gather he and Bryn dropped in to see you on Monday." Yes, they did, he's growing into a fine young man, isn't he? And Bryn seems a good friend to have." Mmm...a lovely boy." Do I detect an element of lust, you naughty woman?" I raised my eyebrows.Sheila looked at me guiltily. "Laura, we both know we're fallen women, but joking aside, I did flirt. First theater room had 5 guys spread around seated few were openly mastrubating. I sttod along the wall and watched. I opened up some lube i brought and stroked my cock in the light.I waited 5 minutes still adjusting to light and scoping out the action. things were not that wild. There is normally a straight video and a gay movie playing side by side. Sound was not working well on one. I walked to second theater and saw atleast 6 m more people. no couples, guys were spread out, and one sexy. But he also felt ten times as desirous as he had ever felt with the whore at the market town. Once he started kissing her breasts, he couldn't stop. He scattered pecks over the smooth surface before setting down to sucking the pink tips. When she pulled him tighter to her, it released what restraints were left. He sucked with all his strength."She thrilled to his kisses and more to his sucking. She was in heaven when she pulled him tight against her breast. The sting brought her back. 'Ow!'"He. And most of us can't use these links in any way. The only time we ever become aware of our bonds are when they are broken. When someone close to you dies you can feel your link to them break. At times they have left such an impression on you that a part of them is capable of living on in you.It is also known that a person can leave such a remarkable image of themselves on an inanimate object, usually a home, that after their death it lingers. We have heard thousands of stories about these.