She came over and gave me a hug. "You look like you've seen a ghost" she said in my ear.I stood back. "It’s ... nothing. I had this crazy dream. I'l...l tell you about it later." Then I was greeting my cousins. There weren't as many nowadays as there had been in the past. My older brother didn't come out here any more, since he had a real job in the city. My sister Cindy - the one two years older than me - was due to show up, but she wasn't there yet. For her whole last semester of High School she. Talk about killing two birdswith one stone," I thought. Ever since that first time, before I go tobed I'll smear some of the lotion on my cock and balls and masturbate.I don't know whether it was because I was rubbing the lotion into myskin more as I masturbated, or whether it was because I was using moreof the lotion, or whatever, but within a week I noticed that my pubichair was a little softer and lighter in color. And in fact, after twomore weeks it was like I was totally hairless "down. He rested back against me, his head against the side of my face. The scent off his hair filled my nostrils.We restarted our dance. The muscles in his belly worked beneath my palms. I sucked the side of his neck and reached into his lapMy hand closed around his buttered dick, and his rocking movements slid it forward and back in my grasp."Damn," I murmured. "This feels good, too. I'm getting close again." I didn't want to stop him, but I didn't want to come yet. "Wait," I said, grabbing his hips. Check these guys for me."That's when things went sour. There was the sound of a handgun going off, then several more shots. I looked around and saw Bud on the floor firing from on his back. Both of the other two deputies were down, but all but one of the supposed FBI men were down. Just as the man was bringing his pistol to bear on Bud, I shot him twice in the body, then remembering, put one in the head as he was slammed into the wall from the first two rounds.Bud rolled off the floor,.