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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Eighth Grade Experiences - 3 (mf, ff, mm, teens, orgy) by Sweetpleezer (idlove2pleaseu@yahoo.com) *** Chapter 3 We all lay on the thickly carpeted floor for a bit, still basking in the glow of post-orgasmic bliss. Donna's mother Kate said "I've seen many a sexual encounter in my day, but never have I seen anything to compare to what I just witnessed." "We all just fucked and got fucked in the ass by everyone else here mom," Donna said. "I didn't even know you were here." "Yeah, I got in late last night," said Kate. "I have a month off now. We're going to have the best Christmas vacation ever! Eventually everyone got up and went to clean themselves up. I went into a shower with Donna, Michael into another one with Michelle. The shower stall was actually a room in itself, larger than most entire bathrooms. We slowly and sensuously bathed each other, lathering each other up, Occasionally kissing tenderly, looking lovingly into each other's eyes. We embraced our slick soapy bodies together while lathering up each other's backs and butts. Being the same height, we could easily rub our nipples together. My young virile cock was hard again and rubbing all around Donna's mound. I didn't want to cum again though. I'd read enough ancient Chinese Taoist manuals to know the detriment of expending too much semen. The Taoists believed that men should regulate their ejaculations according to age because much of a man's vital essence was lost from excessive cumming. Apparently the older the man got, the more detrimental the ejaculation became, and Taoists taught that men should learn the art of having sex without ejaculating, and learn to have retention orgasms. (This was a technique of a sort of "anal lock" or tightening of the anus and perineum that could stop the semen from being expelled but still allow the man to feel much of the effect of the orgasm. An easier though less beneficial way was to just press in on the perineum area in just the right way at the point of orgasm). I wasn't at that time strictly adhering to these principles, but I was keeping them in mind. A bit later, Michael and Michelle had left, and Kate, Donna and myself had a long conversation, a sort of getting-to-know-each-other-better talk. I enjoyed talking to both of them immensely, we had so many common interests, and they were easy to talk to. The rapport was strong, the chemistry right. Kate had had Donna very young, and was now only 30. Kate did seem to be a bit spacey though, and seemed pretty stoned, but she had a very agreeable, laid-back disposition, and her mind seemed to be working pretty well to me. Both were very beautiful to me. Both had short brown hair, styled very nicely, hard to describe, a hairstyling genius had done a whole lot with a relatively small amount of hair. At one point Donna had snuggled up close to her mother on the couch. The conversation had dwindled, and now Donna began nuzzling into Kate's neck and sliding a hand all around her mother's body under her robe. Donna leaned in and kissed Kate's lips, Kate pusher her back a little and said, "I'm not so sure this is cool." Donna proceeded to reassure here mother, telling me how much she truly loved me, felt we were soul mates, and that she trusted me and wanted to share this part of her life with me. Kate agreed but not before telling me, "What you see here absolutely must not be divulged to anyone, ever. Do you promise to never tell anyone about this?" She asked this with a very serious, almost threatening look on her face. I promised. Donna removed her t-shirt, leaving her with only panties on, and motioned for her mother to scoot down to lie flat on the wide leather couch. Donna opened Kate's robe, lay on top of her, and they began kissing tenderly. Every so often they'd stop kissing long enough to say things like, "it's so good to see you again, I missed you so much," or, "I love you so much my precious angel". I was surprised by the sheer power of the love they obviously shared for one another. I'd been somewhat disturbed by Donna's story earlier in the day about the childhood sex, though admittedly very turned on as well. It just didn't seem right to me that they had sex in front of a child, no matter how lovingly and responsibly it was done. I'd done a lot of reading about sex up to that point, my parents had a sizable collection of books on the subject in their library, and that had been my favorite subject to read about for several years. I'd read that mothers having sex with their children, boy or girl, was fairly rare in just about all cultures and historical periods throughout the world. And I had concluded that there weren't many instances where it was a good idea for an adult to have sexual relations with a prepubescent child, and that there weren't many adults who knew whether or not such a relationship was appropriate. I knew that children were sexual, some very much so, and that the child may be desirous of such an experience, but were they able to gauge the long-term consequences that might result, such as shame? I believed that if such experiences were to occur, the adult should have a great degree of love and spiritual awareness, though many adults might claim they had this, when really they didn't. I felt that the sex shouldn't progress past touching and kissing till puberty. But I also believed that there wasn't a set of sexual rules that applied to everybody everywhere, that however rare, there were exceptions to the rules. I didn't know how rare the situation I was witnessing was, but I know it was more lovely and amazing than anything I had ever imagined before. Donna and her mother were became more passionate, but still in an intensely loving manner, kissing, embracing, moving against one another, running their hands all around each other. Soon they moved to Donna's bedroom. I later found out that they usually shared the bed together when Kate was in town. They undressed, started rubbing and massaging each other with oil, a lovely scent, I didn't know what it was. They kneeled on the bed facing each other, kissing wetly, openmouthed, running their hands all over each other's bodies, increasingly their breasts and vaginas. I was in a chair in my underwear masturbating with the oil, penis through the opening. I need to get some sexier underwear I thought to myself. The passion kept mounting, sometimes one or the other would lick wetly all over and around the other's mouth, they began tweaking each other's nipples, sticking fingers into each other's holes, gasping and crying out. My conflicted feelings began to dissipate. I had thought of a mother's love being the greatest love there was, and that sex would taint it, lessen its purity somehow. I didn't get that feeling in this case. I got more of a feeling, perhaps revelation, that these two had been together many times before this lifetime, that they'd agreed to come together in this way before this incarnation. Now they had their pussies together, legs scissored to either side of each other, rubbing their oily hairless mounds and giant clits together. (Donna and I had just shaved each other in the shower). Kate began screaming out in orgasm, gyrating wildly against her daughter, her very fit, oil-covered body looked incredibly sexy, muscles rippling. Some juice squirted out onto the bed, she squeezed her sexy little breasts and inch-long nipples, shuddering, gasping. In another minute or so Donna came too, equally as powerfully, crying out, mouth open wide, face straining with ecstasy, body shuddering and shaking. I kept going to the brink of coming, then backing off, I'd by then learned to derive as much pleasure from that as by going directly for orgasm. Donna now was now passionately and enthusiastically eating her mother out noisily. I wondered if they had any way of cleaning the expensive looking sheets after having so much oil and pussy-juice on them. (I found out later they could be cleaned, not by them, but by a cleaning lady whom I'll tell you at another time). My heart jumped as I saw that Donna's fingers were in Kate now, sawing in and out up to Donna's thumb, about 4 or 5 inches. Donna moved her head sideways a bit and was now sucking Kate's giant engorged clitoris like it was a little cock, sometimes bobbing her head up and down, sometimes sucking and pulling it up as far into her mouth as she could. Donna let go of it with a pop and looked over at me with a look of pure lust. I'd pulled my chair close to the side of the bed by then, and I looked in astonishment at the size of Kate's clit. It must have been a full 2" long, 1 1/2" high and 1" wide. They both looked at me sexily while I gaped, then resumed. Then Donna had her whole hand in. Her hands and forearms were still quite slim, and it looked like she was having no trouble performing this feat. Then she slowly slid her oiled arm in deep, probably 12" all told. At this point, there's no way words could adequately describe Kate's reactions to having her daughter's arm in her. She was shuddering and shaking with ecstasy, panting hard, crying out continuously. Donna kept looking back and forth between Kate and me as she pumped her arm steadily and noisily in and out of her mother's very wet pussy. It seemed like maybe Donna was doing different things with her hand and fist, as Kate's expression would sometimes register sudden surprise. And finally Kate was screaming out in a violent orgasm, her oily sweaty body bucking against her daughter's arm, a lot of juice squirting out with each withdrawal. I moved two hands over to try to catch some of the juice as I had an overwhelming urge to drink some. I got a taste but wanted more. When Donna's arm was out, I fastened my mouth to her mother's pussy to slurp up any remaining juice that was flowing out, the flavor intoxicating me with desire. Then I was licking Donna's hand and arm, incredibly turned on by what I'd just seen. Kate took my throbbing meat in her mouth, I went back for her pussy in a 69. I watched as just inches away, Donna slid her finger into her mother's asshole. Kate moaned onto my dick, sucking harder. I turned my head sideways a bit so I could suck Kate's clitoris with my lips parallel to it like Donna had done. I felt like I was sucking on a little cock as my mouth was halfway full of clit. Donna had 2 fingers in Kate's ass now, and I knew I wanted to cum there. I moved around to position my cock at Kate's ass, Kneeling with my knees to either side, torso upright. Donna moved a pillow under Kate's ass. I pushed my cock in, it slipped all the way in easily. I started fucking thinking it wasn't very tight. Then Kate started clenching her sphincter muscles on me, they were apparently extremely well developed. Donna started sucking her mother's pussy, again sideways, and reached around and fingered my ass at the same time. I was a bit sore there, but she was gentle, and found my prostate, and rolled her finger all around it. I looked at Kate's face, into her eyes, some type of connection was made, we knew we were now joined, or rejoined, in the same way I was with Donna. Love and gratitude were mixed with extreme lust as I pumped. Then Kate started screaming and gushing juice everywhere, clenching her ass tightly onto my cock. I thought maybe she was peeing, so much juice squirted out. First all over her daughter's face, then all over me and herself as Donna pulled her head back. I pulled out because I wanted to squirt all over Kate and have our juices mixed together. I shot ropes and beads of cum onto her, jerking my cock fast, groaning ecstatically. Donna worked my prostate deftly as I jerked and shuddered, milking all my cum out. Then Donna and I got down and started licking up all the combined juices mixed with sweat and (edible) oil. Then we leaned over and shared a juicy threeway kiss with Kate. (I thought, oh well, I didn't want to cum, but maybe in 20 years I'll cum one less time to make up for it). Kate held both of us close, tenderly stroking us. I could feel love radiating out of her to both of us. I felt like she was loving me like a son, a love my mother didn't express openly. I got along great with my mother intellectually, but there wasn't much exchange of emotion. It got to be time for them to go. Kate told me how glad she was that I was the one that Donna had found as her first true love, and that I was a member of the family now. I thanked her for being so kind and loving towards me, expressed my happiness at being in love with her daughter, and said that I would honor and cherish them both. Tuesday evening Donna was at my house having dinner with my mother and sister. We all got along quite well, and my mother was very impressed with Donna and said we seemed to be a perfect match. I didn't tell her I hardly knew Donna at all only a week before. Donna saw some artwork my father had done, and this brought to light that painting was a serious interest for her. She had an accomplished artist come in and teach her every week. I mentioned that I'd like to have Donna teach me what she knew, as this sounded like a great excuse to spend more time over there. Donna picked up on my cue and said that her mother had some work around the house that she wanted some help with on weekends and that she wanted to hire me to do some of it. I wanted to spend as much time with Donna as possible, and with other various and sundry mutual partners in crime. My mother said that I could stay out later if I was at Donna's place, she'd feel better knowing where I was. I had to work to conceal some of my glee upon hearing this, and assured her that I would be in the best of hands with Donna and her mother. I saw Donna's face twitch a little at the unintended pun. Lies and deceit towards my own mother, I thought. Oh well, that's just part of being a teenager. It seemed strange to go back to the normal routine whilst everything had changed so dramatically. I had an ever present, all pervading happiness that followed me everywhere I went. Everything that happened, even the most boring teacher, irritating kid or mundane event, was transformed by this magical state of heightened perception. I felt like I was on some wonderful drug that I'd never have to come down from, that all my dreams had come true. But then I knew the nature of being in love, that it doesn't last forever, better enjoy it while you can, especially first love. But I knew that with Donna I had somebody that I would love way past the ego-boundarieless infatuation stage. Donna made it no secret that she was in love with me, and we'd kiss and hold hands in the hallway between class and make lots of loving eye contact during classes. I could see that a lot of the kids, boys and girls, were very envious of us. Very few had a serious relationship at that age, but most wanted one by then. Jill didn't seem pleased at all with this sudden change. When I asked about it, Donna said Jill had long ago been told that there would be no serious relationship between them, though Jill wanted one. There were too many things Donna didn't like about her too. Besides her possessiveness, Jill was pretty emotionally erratic, now the term is bipolar. And she played petty games and wasn't really a loving soul. I didn't see Michael and Michelle except in gym class. As the week progressed I realized I didn't feel about Michael the way I did about Donna. It was a different kind of love. I was very fond of and attracted to him, but I mostly felt it when I was actually making love to him. I felt like the sex with Michael was comparable to that with Donna, similar intensity, but during the in- between times, I had much more powerful feelings toward Donna. Donna told me there was a special party she wanted me to attend on Friday night that Kate had set up. Kate wanted to see "just how bisexual I really was". I thought; strange, a test? I was picturing an elaborate meter or gauge or something. The party would consist of some very attractive teenage gay and bisexual guys, and it would basically be a gay orgy. I was told that nobody I knew would be there. I thought it sounded pretty fun, but far from what I considered ideal. I never liked the idea of one night stands and brief encounters without any emotional involvement. I'd read a lot about the gay lifestyle and it didn't sound appealing to me; having many such trysts with many different men, often only once and with few words exchanged. It sounded to me like being a piece of meat. I smoked some Colombian gold before the party and had a few drinks, wanting to relax some. Kate had said she wanted to "see" how bisexual I was, yet she wasn't at the party. The guys were definitely very cute, The kind of guys that women often lamented about "if he only weren't gay," some had long hair and looked like teenage rock stars, others had short hair and looked like they were out of GQ. There were about 20 guys; they appeared to be between 14 and 18. There was some disco playing, some guys dancing, some hanging out, smoking herb, laughing, joking. I started thinking, 'Ok, it's going to be really fun watching these guys get it on,' and started thinking, 'I especially like that guy, and that guy and....' I was definitely picking up on some energy, getting very horny and excited. Some of the guys were kissing now. A guy started sucking another guy off. I was very hard, thinking wow, they're doing that right in the middle of all these people. Then there were about 5 guys getting sucked including me, by a pretty guy with beautiful long blonde hair. I couldn't believe how good it felt while I laid back on a couch and watched this guy sucking away and watched some others do so as well. It must be a group energy thing going on here, I thought. Oh yeah, I've read about how most guys will get involved in gay group sex if given the chance, that won't do one on one. Yes, put that pretty cock in my mouth. "Oohh, mmmaannnnnn..." Soon there were a couple guys on the shag carpet getting it in the ass, obviously enjoying it immensely. Now I was REALLY horny, I wanted in on that. Soon a hot medium sized cock was inside me pumping away, oh it was so good, I wanted everyone to see. (This was almost a year before Kate was one of the first people in the area to become aware that there was a rare but growing disease that would later be called AIDS, that it was an STD, and she therefore then began insisting that condoms be used at all parties). It seemed like there were always several guys paying special attention to me. Each cock that entered me increased the intensity of my pleasure. Another guy would suck my cock at the same time, another suck and tweak my nipples, another feed me his cock. I pushed a guy away from my cock, I just wanted to feel my ass getting fucked for a while, he understood. It felt so good I almost felt like I was cumming continuously. I especially loved it when the guys came inside me. I picked up on their tremendous energy, loving the feeling of the cum squirting inside me. Guy number 6 or 7 was in me pumping away, other guys were now watching me, beating off, wanting to take a turn. I felt like a slut being really bad, and I loved it. I was moaning and carrying on almost like a girl would, not to put on a show, but because that's how good it felt. Finally when a bigger than usual cock was plowing away at me, I decided now is the time because I can't take much more of this anyway, so I grabbed my cock and jerked it a few times and BLAM I was cumming so hard. A couple guys who'd been jerking off nearby started cumming on me too. Another guy shoved his cock in my mouth and started cumming. Some guys started licking the cum up and "feeding" it to me with their mouths. I got up, recovered somewhat, smoked some hash, started getting close to being ready to do some fucking. A guy came in and said I was wanted by Miss XXXXXX (Kate). She greeted me with a kiss and led me down a couple hallways to her bedroom. Inside. she said, "What I'm about to show you, nobody knows about except myself and Donna. This must never under any circumstances be even hinted at as existing. I agreed. She pulled a book off a shelf, stuck her hand in, did something to something, and the wall opened up, just like in a movie. We walked inside, the room was dark except for the light coming from 3 of the surrounding walls. There was a view into several rooms, including the gay orgy room and Donna's bedroom. I said "whoa" because it looked like several girls in lingerie were looking in a window at us. Kate said they were 2-way mirrors, they couldn't see in but we could see out. "So you saw what went on in the orgy room." it was a statement, not a question. "Yes, and you were hot!," Kate said. She walked over to the wall and pushed a button, and there was sound coming from Donna's room. "They're having a slumber party. They haven't done much up to now except the usual boring stuff, talking about boys they like and such, but now it's getting interesting," "Holy shit" was all I could manage. "I'm addicted to watching people have sex, especially teenagers having it for the first time," Kate said. "I love the way the dynamics change in a group setting. Looks like you just got a taste of that. You get caught up in the collective energies of the group and feel strongly compelled to participate. And when you do, it's very powerful. Some of these girls wouldn't be able to get the nerve up to play with another girl alone, but in a group, things are different." There was Donna, Michelle, and 5 other girls. Two I knew from class, and one from another class, same grade. Two other girls looked slightly familiar, a little younger, maybe 7th grade. I watched entranced as Donna and Michelle were handing the girls sexy lingerie to try on, and the girls were changing right there in front of me. The other girls were Cindy and Cathy from my class, Misty from not in my class, and I later found out, Pam and Lisa from the 7th grade. Lisa had just finished putting something very sexy on, I didn't know such a thing existed for girls with very small frames and barely developing breasts, but it fit her just right. Donna was walking around Lisa, telling her how beautiful and sexy she looked and how no boys would be able to resist her if they saw her like that. Meanwhile she was finding any excuse she could to touch her, adjusting something, turning her this way and that. Lisa was looking at herself in the mirror sexily, liking what she saw, a bit turned on it seemed. I kept thinking someone could see me, being stoned and not used the 2-way mirror yet. Kate was masturbating in a chair. She said, almost in a whisper, "these girls have been carefully hand selected as being very likely to want to participate in some lesbian fun and games, even if they aren't fully aware of it yet. They've been seen sneaking furtive glances at other girls from time to time as well as boys, and they seem to be very interested in sex. Michelle was "helping" Cindy now, who was putting on a light blue see-through teddy ensemble. Michelle was saying "Oh you look so good in that, your lover would be able to see your nipples get hard right in front of them." As she said this, she flicked a fingertip back and forth across Cindy's nipples a few times until the nipples were indeed very hard on her small breasts. Cindy sucked her breath in and shuddered a little bit, enough for the other girls to notice then came close to the mirror to see how she looked. Kate and I groaned. Kate grabbed a vibrator, turned it on, and put it in her pussy. Next it was Cathy at the center of attention. She was the best developed of the girls, with large breasts, and was less slim than the others with wider hips. Donna had been helping her into a fashionable silk get-up that looked like thin scarves that were crisscrossed in several places and held together by silver rings. As Donna helped her on with it, she "accidentally" brushed her hands on Cathy several times, taking more time and effort than was needed to situate the part covering her mound. This material was also very thin and see-through, and the strips of cloth the crisscrossed over her breasts were only a couple inches wide leaving a lot of breast exposed. Much of her bottom was also exposed, and Donna adjusted some things in the back so that the material was pulled tight over Cindy's mound, and much of the 4 inch or so strip that covered her ass was pulled deeply into her butt-crack. "Oh, you're so beautiful in that, like a goddess," said Donna, as she ran her hands here and there, tugging at various straps that pulled the material tighter against Cindy's mound and breasts. "Feel this material," Donna said, looking around at everyone. Then all six of the other girls were feeling the material, but since there wasn't much material there, there was a lot of feeling of Cindy going on. Pam and Lisa, the 7th graders, were obviously very interested in Cindy's large breasts, as their own were still so small, and they did a lot of feeling of material there, sliding the silk between their thumb and fingers, rubbing the back of their hands against Cindy's breasts and hard nipples. Donna and Michelle were feeling all around down lower, including Cindy's mound, brushing against it directly occasionally, or pulling the material up even tighter into her. Everything was visible through the white material, and she had a wet spot growing down there. This was repeated, with Misty, then Pam at the center of attention. Pam was very visibly turned on during her turn, clearly showing her pleasure when her mound or nipples were touched. The material was cut out to expose these parts, so they were clearly visible and hard. Kate began to cum now, shoving the vibrator in and out fast, then she sat on my cock, which immediately was all the way in her ass. Luckily this is soundproof in here, Kate said as she began slowly gyrating around, keeping my cock fully inside. Donna said, "Now I think it might be fun to practice our kissing techniques, so we'll be better at it when we kiss boys." "You mean practice on each other?" Pam asked, wide-eyed. "Sure, girls do that all the time. It's no big deal," Michelle said. The girls all either looked eager to do so, or unsuccessfully pretended they were reluctant about it. Lisa went over to Cathy, Pam to Misty, and Cindy to Michelle. Then they were kissing, standing up, bodies close but not touching. After a couple minutes everyone seemed to be over their nervous awkwardness. Michelle pulled Cindy down, on top of her, to the shag carpet strewn with pillows. They resumed kissing, a bit more wetly, passionately. Donna said, "Yeah, why don't you all lie down like Michelle and Cindy, take turns being the man." Then Cathy was on Lisa and Misty on Pam. The girls on top played into their pretend roles as an excuse to be less tentative, more aggressive. Everyone was really into it now, shamelessly french- kissing, rubbing their bodies together. Donna removed a piece of her outfit exposing her vagina, and began masturbating openly with oiled fingers. Several of the girls stopped kissing and looked over at Donna, who was rubbing her huge clit all around. The expressions were a mixture of surprise and extreme lust. I got the impression that they were as much surprised at how exciting this was to them as anything else. Donna said. "well I can't help it, you girls are sooooo sexy." The girls were again kissing with renewed vigor. Kate was gyrating a little faster by then, and was reinserting the vibrator. I could feel it vibrating against my cock. "What do you think a guy would want to do next?" Donna asked. The girls on top began working their way down the other's necks towards their breasts, as if they'd been waiting expectantly for the go-ahead. Cathy was the first, sucking Lisa's nipple through the material of her top. Misty and Cindy took a bit more time, kissing all around and between Pam and Michelle's breasts for a while before sucking on a nipple, tweaking the other with their fingers. The girls on the bottom were all oooohhh-ing and aaaahhhhh-ing softly, running their fingers through the other's hair. Pam seemed the most turned on of them all, even though at just-turned-12 she was the youngest and least developed of them all. She began masturbating while being nipple- sucked by Misty. Then beautiful but very shy Misty was the first to lick and suck a pussy as she lovingly began eating Pam out. Pam began moaning loudly and the other girls stopped to watch, sitting up now, playing with each other's breasts. Kate started cumming on me, thrashing and clenching on my cock with her ass. Then Donna was sitting on Pam's face, Pam started sucking Donna's huge clit hungrily. Soon Donna was cumming, working her hips back and forth, gushing a little juice into Pam's mouth, crying out in ecstasy. This set Pam off, who came noisily onto Misty's face. Then I lost it at that point, I came violently into Kate's ass, flooding her with cum, her powerful ass muscles milking me dry. Then she came again, with me still hard inside her, gushing juice out all over the place, gasping in ecstasy. Then it was a full-fledged lesbian orgy, everyone sucking and getting sucked by almost everyone else there. 69's, threeways, fourways, everyone cumming hard, completely caught up in the collective sexual energy. All the girls learned that using oily fingers in each other's pussies and assholes only increased the pleasure. The five "new" girls were beside themselves with ecstasy, excited beyond belief, completely caught up in perhaps their first real sexual experience. They attacked each other's tits, pussies and assholes with complete abandon, holding nothing back. Often a girl would be looking in the mirror, (right at us!), watching herself and the others with raw lust in her eyes. A new position was introduced involving the grinding of pussies together. Soon all the girls were giving that a try, loving it, cumming some more. I had remained hard, and Kate was now screwing her asshole vigorously on my cock again, cumming, gushing, screaming. I couldn't believe the girl's couldn't hear her. There must be 8 inches of glass there, I thought. Finally the girls were winding down, they paired off, and cuddled and kissed with whoever they seemed to like the most, Donna with Michelle and Cindy with Misty. Pam, Cathy, and Lisa seemed to all like each other a whole lot, so the three of them cuddled and kissed together. I knew it was time to go home. Kate kissed me sweetly, lovingly, said, "You're such a sexy boy, George. I've never seen a gay performance as hot as the one you put on. Donna saw some of it too, left the girls for about 20 minutes and watched the best part. We had so much fun watching you." And then I was a normal kid again, riding home on my bike, giddily happy, but being somewhat careful how I sat on the small seat.