I moved my ass back onto his dick fucking him back in a crazy feverish rhythm. He smacked my ass and told me to roll over. I rolled over and he turned... me sideways with one of my legs over his shoulder as he re-entered me. I wanted to cum instantly. I felt him getting close to an orgasm himself so I yelled at him to fuck me until he comes. He began drilling into me so hard that it was a mix of pain and pleasure. He began saying something incoherently and pulled out of me. He then shot a big load. “She drives men away with her drama and whining and it just gets worse.” “Do you want me to ask her out on a date or something?” “No, she would not like being set up,” Carol said. “What I would like you to do is pick her up in a bar, take her to a hotel and have sex with her. It would mean a lot to me, and maybe she would shut up about being so horny.” I thought about it for a minute and agreed. Well, sex is sex. Carol told me that she and David were going to drop Karen off at a local bar,. We each picked up a hymnal and started singing. Some of the voices there were beautiful but I was most taken by those around me. I knew that Patricia had a beautiful soulful voice, but I was astounded by Shani's as well. Hers was almost operatic in her range and vocal depth. I looked at them both, sitting on either side of me, with a newfound respect.While we were singing, with me merely mouthing the words since I was so intimidated by the two natural voices on either side of me, I saw Cate. The nightmare aspect came from the fact that it had not turned him into a teenager. He was a middle aged man going through an almost unprecedented second puberty.Various medical authorities speculated about what the unidentified man could expect to experience. Growth spurts, hormone spikes, even acne were discussed. One thing they all reluctantly agreed on was that he was vulnerable to MORFS again. And he was showing early signs of stage 1. Given the unknowns involved in someone that age going.