I felt almost that Miki and I were a couple of van de graaff generators, the ones at science centers that give off sparks when you touch them. “He’s fucking my mouth,” I thought, well into my task. Xnx On the way home I shopped for cosmetics; the first time in my life I’d concerned myself with them, and compiled my own little “magic chest”. And jet after jet of his cum shot into my mouth and I began reflexively swallowing, all decision-making at that point impossible. The second preparation was the dress. Mom and dad, as principals in our ballet company, attended an annual conference in Los Angeles, always a two day affair which meant an overnight stay there. After an hour, and certain our parents wouldn’t return for some forgotten item, both of us could feel the sexual tension between us; it was as
