Grace, this is my Uncle Jack, and his son, Nesto. And this is my father, who you didn’t meet yesterday. You wanted to perform oral sex. You may get ...the chance. Sergeant Reed and his men are here for blowjobs. You are going to watch as your mothers each give them one, realize that your mothers are taking your places because of your age! Ok, any questions? No speaking once we get started.”“Mark, I’m sorry!” Cathy was tearing up.Mark positioned the girls standing in a row in front of the long. "You dumped me, you bastard," I hissed."You didn't have to jump right into that law school wimp's bed,did you?" As if you didn't jump into someone else's bed? Oh, please!" O.K., then." He threw himself to his knees at my feet. "Please.Give me another chance. I just can't stand to lose you." That's not the same as wanting me, much less loving me. Alecloves me."He rose to his feet, clutching me tight in his thick, firm arms,and pressing my breasts against his bulging pectorals. "C'mon,I know you. Fiction is just that....fiction andnot real or reality. I am a good writer and have a real talent for thiskind of thing even though it is porn. I'm not necessarily proud of what Iwrite but am proud that I write stories that others enjoy. There are lotsof guys out there who get their jollies and stimulation from my storiesand I'm glad I can make them happy. But it has nothing to do with me.Nothing! So that's all there is to it. And you must stop this right now."I could tell she was skeptical by. My skin started to feel tight as a drum, like I was beingstretched on a torture rack. At first I felt heavy, not just heavy fromthe weight of the dirt on me, but heavy like I'd swallowed a cow. Then,the heaviness left me and I felt light as a feather. At exactly thesame moment my vision returned, but it was like I was looking throughthose night vision glasses the military uses. Everything was in a dullgreen haze and what I saw was more shapes and impressions than anyconcrete details. I was.