"Who are you?"Donnie ignored the question and instead responded with one of his own."Have you been drinking? I can smell whisky on your breath, are yo... drunk?" I've had a drop or two of the uisge beatha, what of it?" the man asked, no remorse in his tone.Donnie noted the use of Gaelic and guessed that at least he was still somewhere in Scotland. The man's response grated though."'What of it?' What fool ventures alone and drunk out onto the water at night-time?" Donnie asked."Mind your tone wae. Maria!! God damn it, you scared me half to death! I yelled at her. Calm yourself, youll give yourself a coronary! she giggled brushing a few stray wispy black curls from her face. I laughed with her as I wrapped my arms around her hugging her tightly. Whats the plan for today then? she asked. We broke our embrace and walked round the old tower where our names had been carved for over ten years. Running my hand across it I looked at her. How long is it now… eighteen years? Nineteen years? I. I laughed, back then we thought we knew men in our worldly-wise sneak view of her father's porn collection, we saw large cocks being sucked and fucked by eager sex-starved women, but we knew they acted, and we were younger, fresher and purer versions, of what they saw, so in Lola's eyes, a valuable commodity.Lola started puberty at ten, her breasts and pubic hair sprouting forth in abundance, only matched with a sudden desire of cock.She was seeing men in a different light, testing her new body. I felt like a k** in a candy store with all the delicious treats staring before me. I knew I loved to suck cock but this was so great because I didn’t have to go through a long anticipated wait. They were coming to me for my service. I was in cock sucker paradise and if I should die right now I would have a smile on my face and a belly full of man nectar. This kept up until I had lost track of the cocks I had sucked at the holes. I knew I had made a lot of men happy. I also had quite a few.