Birth rates dropped dramatically everywhere. Even in cultures where men want to have a lot of children, the women who felt they had enough had plenty ...f cover -- no man could tell whether his wife just wasn’t fertile or if she was not wanting to get pregnant.Sexual shame and the need for secrecy were also gone. In many workplaces, lunch time was good for a couple bouts of intercourse -- or maybe ten, if someone was both especially attractive and horny. Little kids saw their parents and older. "So I wandered over to the table and plonked myself down in the seat still squirming. Alex was sensational, she had a cleavage to die for, her lips were bright red and matched her long perfectly manicured nails. I couldn't take my eyes off her."Well Lachlan, I suppose we owe you a bit of an explanation," she said her eyes twinkling as she looked at me. I nodded my head as she took a pack of cigarettes from her handbag. She offered one to Janice who took one and to my surprise so did Marion. I. ”“I took care of it. Why do you think I was so long in the shower?”“Okay,” I whispered.Beca put her soft hand on my cock and began to stroke. A little bead of precome began to form at the tip of my penis but before she touched it, she licked her hand thoroughly and spit in it. Once she collected the precome with the spittle, her hand glided smoothly up and down my shaft.I reached around her shoulders and held her to me, kissing her head. She wasn’t looking up at me for a kiss, her attention. The common belief was that only sissies played marbles on smooth surfaces; shooting and rolling in fine dust required great skill.About five boys my age, and Stepper and I, and a number of young boys and some girls were gathered at the Marble Court as Stepper amazed everyone with his expertise at marbles. I was almost tempted to take bets on the little tyke, as I had seen Leo Gorcey do with Huntz Hall in a Bowery Boys movie.The sun was lowering toward the rooftops near dinner time, and kids.