“Are you alright?” I asked him, as I quickly cleaned up the slightly unpleasant mess before he could see. That was until about 40 minutes later, when the bus got to the Ahwahnee Hotel and I remembered that it was the hotel he and his parents were staying at! XXX He went on to tell me that his Mom & Dad had a Family Room at the Ahwahnee, so he had shared with them last night. I squeezed his engorged organ gently, just the once, before then releasing his camouflage pants and allowing them to fall to the floor, revealing a light “treasure-trail” of wispy hairs from his navel down to the top of a fresh pair of light grey patterned cotton boxer-briefs. I hope too that, somehow, he finds a way of reconciling his beliefs with what he must now know is still a beautiful
