”“I am not going to bed with you. Not now. Not ever. I am going to tell mother you are not allowed in the house.”“You are worse than a lesbian... You are a scared lesbian.”“I am not scared of you.”“Okay. Kiss me and prove it.”I sighed. “If I kiss you will you drop this about me being a lesbian?”“It will be our little secret.”He stepped forward and placed his hands on my shoulders.“Promise?”“I promise you are not scared, except you are nervous. I can feel it in your shoulders.”It was true.“Please. He began smoothing and cooing softly to him and his hand went in between his flanks; just like aunty did.He then turned to me saying softly, “When you take over from me Elaine just slowly stroke his cock for a while before getting your mouth on to it ... o k?”My heart leapt! Get it in my mouth! Oh god! Joey was waiting for me to respond.“Yes ok Joey.” I said meekly.Then soon, Joey stepped aside proudly saying, “Now - how dose that grab you Elaine?”What protruded into his hand was a huge. A few minutes later you come back and tell me, everything has been taken care of and I want you to come with me so we can relax for a while. I stand up and we say our goodbyes and I laugh and joke with a few people as we move through the crowd. We take the elevator to a floor that you have to use a key in the elevator to get to. We step out and you are focused on how I'm feeling and making sure everything is good. I tell you babe I'm good stop worrying. Walking around a short hallway we get to. I’d nipped into the the cubicle on the beachfront and sat myself down, more to have a smoke out of the wind and take a look at the shots I’d taken, than to use the toilets. I was looking at a particular snap, when the there was a tiny knock at the door. ‘Someone in here’ I said. ‘Sorry’ came the reply, then, ‘are you waiting for anyone?’. As I went to reply I did happen to notice that written upon this door was ‘Meet at 8 Thursdays for cock sucking’. Well, It was Thursday, I wasn’t sure of the.