I didn’t know if Joyce still harbored those feelings, but if she did, I had no interest at all. At a time when I was trying to simplify my romantic ...life, I didn’t want to introduce new complications.I dropped Stephanie at my parents’ house, and she gave me a quick peck on the cheek, telling me to stay calm, then I drove to the Spencers’.My resistance to the idea of a romantic entanglement with Joyce had nothing to do with attraction - I was still attracted to her. A purely physical relationship. "Now get up and come take a bath."I did as she said. When I got in the tub, she walked into the bathroom and got in with me, her dick hanging limp. She sat behind me and brushed my hair."You know, I did what I did today because I love you," she said."I know," I said. "A lot of little girls are led to a life of prostitution, drugs, violence and all, just for sex. I don't want that to happen to you." I know," I said."And fantisizing about fucking your grandfather, that's just sick."I didn't say. “Oh yes, yeeees, I want to carry this young black man’s baby. I want to be knocked up. I want to be impregnated by an other man just in front of you. Oh, please! Kiss me !”I bury my face between your breasts. I suck at them for a while and then I kiss you. I can hear your heart’s beat in your chest. You smell good. Your skin is soft. And again, I feel each powerful penetration of your lover.You are moaning. You are crying because of your pleasure. You are masturbating me according to the rhythm. It seemed unlikely that a couple of them would even be able to impregnate anyone. That didn’t mean they couldn’t try, though.Kenny whistled to get their attention and said, “Okay, guys, my name is Kenny Evans, your counselor for the summer. Grab your stuff and follow me to the cabin. The first order of business is that you’re gonna make up your beds and get your areas squared away while I go over a few camp rules and regulations.”One of the smaller boys raised his hand.“Yes?”“Um, Mr. Evans, I.