.. Do you think you might want to ... uh ... get into my panties? No one is looking. I really want to, you know, have a boy touch me so badly. All the... girls say you know how to touch a girl better than another girl.”I knew what she was asking and I could smell she was horny.Still, I leaned to where I could whisper in her ear and said back, “Carrie I know I am a small guy still, but your waist is still smaller around than mine. I don’t think they will fit me. I mean we can try to squeeze into. My friend would drop me off, I’d run upstairs to my parent’s bedroom, rip my off my clothes all the way off by the time I got to the bedroom where my Mom would be waiting with open arms. Those afternoons were more leisurely as my Mom started teaching me how to be a good and considerate lover. But, we also fucked like beavers too. We tried every hole, every position, sucked everything, licked everywhere and on and on. I did not imagine that there could be so much variety in sex. My mind was. Mom sat on the edge of the bed and placed her knee to the side just like she does at night in my bed. I looked at her naked breasts real good for the first time. Her breasts looked just like Jessica’s breasts but a little firmer. Their shape was almost the same and their nipples and areolas were the same dark shade of pink too. Then mom explained to us that she and Jessica had been lovers for many years. It was a once a month love affair and my father didn’t know anything about it. She wanted. Shit. Tuck didn’t even want to know what Gustavson would do if he could see the images cycling rapidly through his brain. His sexy little charge sat stiffly in front of him, determinedly ignoring his presence. Images of her bent over any number of objects were quickly replaced by those of castration, first flashes of the Captain gleefully cutting off his dick and then himself, hungry, homeless, cock-less, the victim of an abruptly cut-short career. Or – and this was most likely – dead in a.