It isn't a crime and all of us were at one time." I admitted that I still had my cherry and she said, "Would you like to fuck me Davy?" I didn't answe... her — I was too tongue-tied — I was caught flat-footed by her question. "Of course you would. If you will do something for me Davy I'll let you fuck me. You can even fuck me twice because I know the first one will be pretty quick. Would you like to do that Davy? Would you like to fuck me tonight?"I croaked out a yes and she told me where to. Brett kissed me, his tongue deep in my mouth.“Now I know, first time eating pussy?”“Yes, now stop thinking about it, your shorts are tenting.”We spent the rest of the afternoon cruising. I have to admit, Brett was turning out to be a great sailor. Jake looked the boat over with a fine tooth comb. He found a few minor problems that should be fixed. Brett logged the problems in his log book. Jake looked towards the setting sun, “Time to head back to shore.”I could see the lights of the marina. She doesn’t have any choice but to understand. Maybe they really will help her. Maybe.“Do you know how to curtsey, girl?”Francesca nibbles her lower lip.“Where you’ll be working, you need to learn to curtsey. Curtsey for me now, girl.”A small, shy curtsey. That will do. For now.“Every time you speak to me, you will curtsey first – and that includes nodding to say yes. Understood?”Francesca nods. Then curtsies.Wrong way round. But that will do too.. ' We drove off towards the other end of town, soon we pulled into the drive way of a very nice house. Mr."T" told me that the house was his and we should go inside. Inside, the house was furnished immaculately. 'Let's go up to my studio, 'Mr."T" said. We went up the stairs to the studio, it was a large room with a bank of windows to one side and a partitioned off section on the other side. Mr."T" explained 'sometimes I make movies and require the different sections.But you want to see what I.