.I'm just going to say it. I...I'm aboy," I whispered.He sat back, chuckled a little, and said, "I wondered when you weregoing to tell me." What?"He ...miled as if he was letting me in on a joke. "Mary, I've known aboutyou for two years. My grandmother told me."I couldn't process what I was hearing. I didn't know what to say."Mary, it's okay. Your grandmother told my grandmother all about you acouple of years ago. My grandmother told me. I guess they didn't wantme to get my feelings hurt. . Except, well, there was one guy that ate me out before Sam. Marty Maguire,” Val licked her lips as she made Mom gag.“The ice cream guy?” Mom sputtered, “but he’s ... married! He has a teenage daughter!”“Yeah, Morgan sucked my cock, in fact. Right in front of her old man ... and in front of Val. I have to say, Val handled it pretty well on the jealousy front, too. Shortly afterward, Marty got in on the fun by unzipping Val’s pants and diving right in. Having tasted said lady parts ... and her. " her voice trailed off and then she got a mischievous look in her eye. Lavender could almost swear Jarrah was smiling. "Oh, yes, that would be perfect. Over there, on his bed. Go ahead, on your stomach near the edge here where I can reach you. Come now, off with that sheet, no need for that. Now, have you ever had a massage? No? I'm surprised; it's a standard part of a warrior's, or an athlete's, training around here. It helps soothe the bruises, loosens the muscles and relaxes them, which. There would be unwanted erections in school lessons, watching TV with my parents or a stray dirty thought as I daydreamed, causing embarrassment and consternation.It was at this point in my life that I discovered a little kink about myself. My mother was not an especially feminine woman. She very rarely would apply any kind of make-up, and had a preference for a casual look of jeans and T-shirts. She didn’t care for anything frilly, and was a wearer of tights (pantyhose) as opposed to stockings.