“There you go! The nozzle is seated properly.”“It’s too deep Mommy!” I whined, trying to stand up to relieve the pressure. She placed a firm...hand on my back to hold me in place. “Nonsense!,” she said “It’s only a three inch nozzle, Daddy’s cock is three times this length. Now stay still while I fill you with the water.”Mommy reached over and lifted a large brown rubber bag attached to a hose, my guess was that the other end of that hose was firmly planted in my ass. Sure enough after a few. By now its well and truly dark outside , being mid summer it means that it pushing 10 pm and although ive heard a couple of people have come in and out of the toilets ive not really paid attention as to whether they were cruising or not ..i wasnt prepared , but now ive never felt so ready.. the last item to come from the fucksack is my mask , and ive been saving this one for a special occasion such as tonight , its very apt and suits me , my mood and my plans ..its a full rubber pig mask ,. .I led him to my doorand there upon the way tossed into the air, my water. Your water is in my err! he yelled, and I said "of course it is"...that was the end of my beginning, the end of wanting, right in front and on my left, my hung african fellow, my first lover.two more dates, and so it was, and we came to our third date where our minds set upon this goal, this virginity. He was 24 or so he stated, but his age wasn't what I wanted to know.I said "take me home, ben"led around my own. I was about to start a skip step to make a safe crossing and begin my brisk walk back, when a hand touched my elbow."Sig?" a voice whispered as I turned to see who beckoned me.There for the first time since THAT night in Boston, I saw the face of Suzanne. A little older, but still real pretty, her beautiful red hair was now dyed black, but she was unmistakable.I tried to make words come from my mouth but my tongue denied me. My usual bugaboo of not knowing a good first line, and shock, combined.