I love that Plasma Red BurstTele with the Maple Fretboard." Well why don't you buy it?" Shit its two grand, I don't have that sort of money." What abo...ut your folks?" Mom could never afford that, it broke the bank sending me here, itwouldn't be fair to even ask." Well why don't you see if they do terms or something."I shook my head vigorously. "Hell no, my Pa would roll over in hisgrave. He told me once if you can't afford to pay cash then it ain'tyours to have."She gave me a quizzical stare.. He kissed all around my face and down to my neck. Then he instructed in my ear to go put the red lingerie on. I obeyed. I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair and makeup in hopes of making myself irresistible to him. By the time I had readied myself, I had already finished my cup. I walked out of the bathroom to find him lying across the bed, naked with a camera in hand. I poured myself another cup and asked what he was doing. He informed me that he had wanted to document, especially the way. He believed it didn’t matter. He rested for a while in the room and then went downstairs for dinner. He had a four day growth of beard and two rubber devices tucked into his cheeks to help modify how his face looked. His hair was a little longer than his usual businessman’s haircut and it was much grayer. At dinner he watched most of a basketball game he didn’t care about and then went to a house phone and called room 821. No one answered. He went back to his room and set up his test. A vacuum. The night my sister sucked and rode my cock to the point that I passed out from the pleasure. Whether it was real or a dream, I masturbated every night to the memory. It was the weekend before school was to start. Ashley, my girlfriend, and I had planned to go out. I had made reservations at a nice restaurant, and we were going to celebrate finally becoming Seniors. When I arrived at Ashley’s house, I found out she had different plans. As I stated in my last entry, Ashley and I had been.