I must have got myself off 3 times. My body felt done and I was out of breath. I remembered why I went in there in the first place . I got up and stol...e my cigarette from Janets pack and walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. As I stood there on the porch smoking my cig I thought about all of what I just saw .What those girls were doing to each other. Licking each others pussy . Sucking on there tits. Using vibrators and fucking each other with strap-ons. I knew that night thats. I'm not really sure what took me over but I just felt like I was being pulled towards her. Either way I ended up next to her as she was putting the fire out. We were alone at this point and it the last embers of the fire were going out. This was my defining moment as a teenager. I looked down at Jessica and in my slightly drunk mindset I just moved on pure instinct and hormones. I leaned in and downward trying to aim my lips at hers. It wasn't my first kiss, that was Karen from my sixth-grade. Albert was still sleeping, last night his dick was very big now I can see his manhood now is very small, sleeping like a small baby. Before leaving my naughty mind ordered me to a naughty thing, I went near to him and kissed his forehead gently as vote of thanks for his company, and then gave one soft kiss to his dick and wrote a note for Albert that I am leaving to my room, don’t want to disturb your sleep. Without wasting much time I locked his room door and walked to my room. My little fear. Six years was a long time. In point of fact, it was a whole world and a lifetime of pain gone by! Damn the waste and loss! Damn you Bradford Garrison for the lost joy, the lost love, and the lost dreams for a bright, happy future!A movement from inside the kitchen caught Gabby's ever observant eye. A man clad only in an oversized bathtowel was stirring embers in an enormous stone fireplace. Recognition came instantly along with remembrances of times past. Indeed it was Brad and the man was.