I was four months from my thirty first birthday. I stood at about six one and weighed somewhere near one ninety. I could read and write and do sums to... at least a tenth grade level.There wasn't a single paper in the owner's office that I'd ever signed myself, not a contract or agreement that I'd ever approved or ratified, but by some process that I still didn't understand, and knew that I had never really agreed to, I found myself responsible for everything on the Island. My Island now, and my. " Well the invitation is open Bobby. Both of them."I told her I'd get the pictures to her when (and if) I found them and I gave her the name of my attorney. She left and I went out and watched cartoons with Laura until it was time to put her to bed. I read to her until she fell asleep and then I went looking for my phone.I saw two possibilities. The paramedics might have taken the coat off me when they checked me for vital signs and left it on the bedroom floor when they took me away or it. My mouth isstill sucking even though he pulled his dick out. I then feel something soshocking, so unexpected, as his lips touch mine and his tongue slowlypushes its way into my mouth. He's kissing me and I'm kissing him back. Allthe while his finger is still working its way inside my ass. Every nerve inmybody is on fire. This wasn't supposed to happen Trey is straight as anarrow. But how straight is he really with his tongue down my throat and hisfinger up my ass. God it feels like I am losing. My girlfriend who had learned about sex from her own brother, convinced Jaycee that I could teach her a few things under the blankets. Man, I got to tell you, my thoughts about Anna were all over the place. From red hot I wanted to fuck her, to what the hell kind of nympho bitch was I dating? I went back into the house to clean up and when I went through the kitchen, I saw Jaycee in the small laundry room, she was bent over the top loader washing machine pulling wet clothes out to toss them.