Hermes surprised me by looking away. He sat beside me, though, and put his arm around me.I stared at his drained cock. It had had enough for one day. ...I was far behind my son's capacity, but when orgasm shook me, multiple times, I knew I had equaled his pleasure.My tissues were added to his.Alan waxed enthusiastically about the mushrooms. He even fucked me that night. I smiled back at him. It was the last sex we had that week.Two days passed. We were watching television, after Alan and I had. Then I felt something open up. I shoved harder and she gasped and tightened up for a moment. "Did that hurt you?" I apologized. "No, just don't stop" she saidI knew later that it hurt when I popped her cherry, but she was so hot and horny she just kept on going. She wanted to be a woman as badly as I wanted to be a man.I could feel my cock slide into the right place finally. God, it felt SOOO FUCKING GOOD! MUCH better than fucking my fist, the only way I had cum before. We started fucking in. I however told her that I had other plans for dinner as it was work related and could only catch up to her after that of the next day. She sounded surprised when a guy had actually declined a dinner invitation. She then agreed to meet me for lunch on the day after.On the said day, she rang me up in the morning and we decided to go for lunch. Since she was driving she came to pick me up at my hotel. This being a Sunday and me being a lazy person in nature, I continued to sleep for another hour. The rest of us crashed in the tunnels on cots the army brought in for us--after we ate dinner, or breakfast, or whatever meal it was since the sun was up before we ate. I was surprised that I had made it through the night on pure adrenaline and didn’t have to resort to taking either of the pills.They woke us up with good news at about 1400 hours. The first of the rebels would be exiting the tunnel in a few minutes. An hour earlier, sensors in the tunnels and on the two-way vid screen picked up.