Such wholesome sensations may be reinforced verbally:"If you had a real cock, women would have sensed it, and not just byseeing a bulge in your pants....But you were small-framed, shy, andeveryone figured you were gay, though they didn't say anything, atleast not to you. No girl who looked like me ever showed an interest inyou, because you didn't have a dick like this (indicating the strap-on.) But men who did have cocks were interested in a weak boy like you,and you probably let a number of them. Tasha had her back against Emi’s chest and her head down slightly as she watched her breasts being fondled. She couldn’t help but to let a few small ‘ohs’ slip from her as she felt Emi’s soft but firm grip. She was still very nervous but the sight of beautiful Emi’s hands on her was very arousing. Her eyes hardly blinked as she watched her breasts being massaged and fondled. ‘That’s very good Emi. Now, come around in front of Tasha. Push her back against that rock. Good. Now lift her arms up,. She had gone to bed as normal but had hoped that he would want her – want to make love to her. He was asleep. It was not totally dark and she gazed around at the ceiling and the walls illuminated through the slight gap in the curtain. She wasn’t tired. She lay listening to the sound of his breathing and let her mind wander aimlessly, hoping that sleep would come to her soon. As she remembered the events of a quite ordinary day she found her thoughts returning again and again to the stories she. ..way. Maybe everyone feels the same way? I don't know, but yeah... I think I understand." The light must've turned back to green but the angry honking of the cars behind us sounded far away and irrelevant as we looked into each other's eyes. "Let's make some rules, for this," I said finally, remembering my relationship with Missy, remembering especially how her rules gave me some sense of security and reassurance. Rules were important, I had learned. Rules may be wrong or right, but they.