"Yes, this IS the life," I muttered to myself again. Surrounded by beauty, beefcake, and soon - my sisters too! 

Here I was, at the Temple - my very first time, mind you! The ride up here wasn't so bad. Me, Colin, Dom, and Hando brought Cort's new toy (his car) on the big rig flatbed. We all took turns driving, while one rode in the passenger seat and the other two were napping in the bunks. (That is another story for another time.)

It was a wonderful trip, I tell ya. Just to ride across the States like that - the three amigos seemed to enjoy themselves as well. We were glad to finally reach our destination, though. Especially me. Too much testosterone in a confined space for my delicate senses! Ha!

Call me crazy, but I think there is something up with Colin. I dunno what. I get the feeling that this retreat will be very eventful for him. It's like I want to tell him, "Hey, Col, you better get your rest while you can..." No matter what you think, I'm not a loon, but ever since Days of Weirdness, I get these ideas about things that turn out to come true. Not that I could give Johnny Smith a run for his money on The Dead Zone. (I could give him a big fat juicy....)

Where was I? 

Oh yessss. Check out the stunning scenery. Dominic. Andy. Johnny. Mmm. I could teach them a thing or two about those nice little packages stuffed in their britches. But not right now - why wear them out before the girls arrive? That wouldn't be very neighborly at all huh? "Oh sorry chickas - I seemed to have fucked them into oblivion. Maybe next time." No no no - that just won't do. For now, I will feed my lust - ogling these guys. All bare-chested. My Aussie boys.

Uh oh, here it comes. The questions about the sisters. "What's she like? What does she like best? Yadda yadda." The questions ranged from the sweet and innocent to the horribly disgusting. I snickered in delight. So curious about the sisters. Andy and Johnny were absentmindedly massaging their crotches - salivating, I'm sure. Who knows what had been going on in those noggins since they first heard about Temple week?

Andy and Johnny began getting a little frisky - touching me casually, making cheeky comments. Dom was quick to tell them to mind their manners. Well, actually, he told them to bugger off. To which I reminded him that I was a big girl and didn't need a mummy or daddy.

"Yeah, but H will have my arse if anything happens to you," he mumbled as he went inside to bring me more coffee. If anything happens to me? What does THAT mean? Hmmm. I think I would ENJOY it if something happened to me. Like - all these virile men - happening to me at the same time.

I gathered that Hando had threatened Dom - probably with bodily harm (and oh how I do enjoy Hando-inflicted bodily harm) - to keep an eye on me. Poor bloke. This was supposed to be a fun time for him. I made a mental note to make absolutely SURE he had a memorable time. The wheels began to turn...

After my enlightening visit with Terry before Temple week, my new fantasies have turned into those of the group persuasion. 

So easy to imagine Andy, kneeled down - sucking and licking my toes as he jerks himself. Dominic would be standing over me, as I lay on the chaise - cock and sac spilled out of his pants and into my mouth. I do know that is his fantasy.

Maybe, if he's a good boy, it'll come true. Where does that leave Johnny? Buried in my honey pot of course! Hmm. Maybe I should ask Hando to hire Johnny at the shop. I hear he is handy with his hands too. Hee!

Of course, Andy would begin to feel left out and would insist on some attention. 

Johnny would graciously remove himself and offer his spot to his brother. In turn, Dominic would pull out of my mouth with a loud smack and generously motion

Johnny take over. 

I would speak, but my mother told me never to talk when my mouth was full. 

Dominic would stand back - planning his next attack. His armed forces training still driving him. Look for the weak spot and engage. I hear him directing Johnny to place my hands - where?

Well, this is where I am severely lacking. Darce has the fine rack, not I. 

However, Johnny is able to position my hands and push what little I have together - enough for Dom to straddle me and stick his bolt between them. 

"Teener - you are bleeding - Christ! What did you do?" asked Dom. I looked down and noticed that I had bitten my finger while munching on a croissant. Didn't notice. My mind musta been elsewhere. Here we go again. Dom had turned into another Arthur, I was sure of it. As he cleaned my finger with the handkerchief from his pocket, I couldn't take my eyes off his six pack lithe abs. Why hadn't I noticed him before? I inhaled his scent. 10W-30 for sure. I could see where this was leading. My toes were curling.

"Dominic?" 

Before he could answer, I caught his lips in mine. I heard him sigh. His mouth, rocking rhythmically with mine. Catcalls from Andy and Johnny. 

"Mate, I'm tellin' Hando!" a voice said. Dominic withdrew so sharply at the mention of Hando's name that he tipped backwards and landed on his ass. 

"Dom? What is wrong?" I frowned and feigned ignorance. He cleared his throat and apologized. "What is this? I kissed you, Dom. What is this about?" 

"Oh fuck it." He quickly strode back inside. I glared at the boys. 

"Tina - hey - we were just playin!" They begged forgiveness. 

"Yeah, but you don't have Cue Ball hanging over your head. Pardon me while I deprogram your brother." 

Sure enough, he was in his room. Laying on the bed - a blanket pulled up over his lap as he tried to relieve his frustration. I watched for a moment before making my presence known. If there is one thing I love - it's to watch a man masturbate.

"Hey Dom," I called before appearing in his doorway. 

"What? I got a headache. I'm trying to rest." 

"Oh?" I strolled in and sat on the edge of the bed. "I have the perfect cure for head aches. Tell me exactly where it hurts and I'll fix it," I cooed. 

"Leave off, will ya? I don't feel good." He rolled away from me. 

I turned the opposite direction as well. "Dominic. I don't know what Hando has said to you, but it is obvious he has his bluff in. I am immensely disappointed in him, and I will take that up with him later. As for now, you better shake this off. I won't tolerate it. I've seen the way you look at me, Dom. You can't deny it and you won't deny me this. I will have you. And I will have you six ways from Sunday too..."

"My job, Tina - I can't lose..."

"What? Tell me he didn't threaten that! Oh, oh, oh. You haven't anything to worry about Dom. No one is losing anything - except for their inhibitions. Heh. Last time I looked it was HDC Motors, not Nazis-R-Us. "D" is you, remember? That shop would be nothing without you..." I turned and winked at him. He smiled. I could have swooned. Dominic sat up, scooted closer to me. His palm on my cheek, he caressed the ever-present scar - reminding me it was there. My eyes fell to my lap. I cursed my weakness.

"Ah, ah - what is this? None of that, now." He tilted my chin up and kissed me. 

"You are right, you know." 

"Oh?" I murmured as his lips hovered around my earlobe, teasing my neck. 

"Yes. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you look at H. the way you do. 

I've wanted you to just once - look at me that way." 

"Just a look?" I sighed. 

"It would have been enough to fuel my imagination for months." 

"Tsk tsk, Dom. As much as I love watching you men touch yourself, I have to 

decree that you are not allowed to do so for the rest of Temple week. You feel the urge, you come seek me out...and show me what kind of man you are."

Dom wound my hair in his hand and roughly claimed me for another kiss. In the distance, I heard a vehicle door slam. I leapt up and sprinted down the hall squealing, "They're heeeeeeeeeeeeere!"

Little did I know, I moved so abruptly that Dominic fell face first onto the floor. 

Poor bloke.