I really needed to dump a load at least once a day and then the temptations and frustrations were wiped away for the rest of the day.I don’t profess...to understand the needs of women but for a man its pretty simple, we need some intimate romance once a week or so but on a completely separate biological level we need to release our seed one to three times a day hopefully with a woman’s help but if not, by hand or our body releases it by itself every four days to a fortnight in a wet dream. I. The creature growled, clenched her tight in its arms, and bit down on her shoulder as the head of its pecker found her taut little anus. It pressed forward; she clenched and struggled. Its pelvis moved backward, and the girl anticipated a thrust and painful entry. But it never came. Instead, a snicker-snack sounded above and behind her. Then a gurgle. Then the foul beast released its grasp and fell to the ground.The girl tentatively turned to see a large, muscle-bound human prying his sword. If I refused to see him and my parents backed me up, he wouldwonder what was going on and start asking around! Either way he mightfind out that I was really a boy! But if I did meet him as a girl Imight just be able to deflect his interest a bit longer. I couldn't saythat I liked being a girl, not to anyone, especially Beth, but she saidthat she already knew, and telling mom or dad was out of the questionsince I knew what dad would do. I sat on the bed while Beth sat on thechair, neither of us. I jumped up and dove into a hedge behind the shelter, my heart beating furiously, pounding so loud I was positive I would be caught, naked shivering and suddenly feeling cold, and scratched by the rough cuts left from the last trimming, one of them raked across my breast, now flowing with blood.I took a deep breath as he approached the shelter, he was a down and out drunk, he smelt bad and was bedraggled, unshaven, dirty and foul, but when he sat down my heart skipped a beat, as he lifted up my.