Then it was Janice's turn. Her appearance on the stand caused just as big a stir as Helen's did. The bidding got off to a good start, but bogged down ...at a thousand dollars. Then from the back of the room came a booming "Eleven hundred." When no one topped that offer I saw Janice look beseechingly at me and I knew what she was thinking - "Save me!" - was written all over her face. The bidder in the back of the room was Jason North.Some explanation here. Janise is Southern born and bred. Her. “Um” I said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Now he stood up, toweled the cum off his torso, threw the towel aside and took a step toward me. Again I thrilled to feel how physically imposing he was standing there in front of me, naked, his dick still just as hard as it had been. He lowered his face to mine until he was only an inch away. “You can’t fool me, girl” he said looking into my eyes, still not touching, as though wanting to force me to make the first move. I tried to look. He had straight black hair, and his muscular chest and limbs were covered with a fine dusting of golden hair. The second man was a younger version of the first, also with straight black hair -- I thought they were probably brothers. The third was much stockier and shorter. His black hair was curly, he had a short beard, and his body, legs and arms were very hairy.As they came down the beach the three saw us, once again in what we hoped was a "come and have sex" pose, and veered towards us.. I just didn’t acknowledge that they existed. Mike told me later that there was a lot of speculation about what that meant.The year came and went. Sabrina and I were falling in love, my courses were coming together, graduation was a certainty at this point. I was going to have a great job, I had the love of the most beautiful woman in my high school and my future was going to be worry-free.Mom, Mike and Mary came out to see me graduate and then I was done. I sold off the minimal furniture I had.