The last guy walked up by her head. She thought he had a really strange looking cock? She had never seen an uncut cock. She was fascinated by his fore...kin initially covering the head of his cock and then sliding back and forth over his head as he stroked it. She made a mental note to remember to ask me about this different looking dick.He started talking to her but she remained like a statue. “You like this you little slut, don’t you? You’re just a fucking cock tease aren’t you, you slut? How. They really had no idea. It was their loss. Those men never understood how a woman worked, what a woman needed. They did not know how best to touch and caress, or how to use words instead of hands. Most of all, they didn’t know how to listen, or ask. They would never earn the reward of knowing that they gave real pleasure. Most of her lovers, however, wouldn’t have cared either way, selfish in their loving, more interested in their own completion, at any cost. That was the reason they found. You know...INSIDE me."There it was, I had heard correctly the first time, my little Daphne was a virgin. I just looked up at her, lost for words, almost having to force myself to keep breathing. This was a big deal in a girl's life, in my own dating "career" I'd been with my share of sexually messed up women and many times it was obviously connected to losing their virginity to some idiot or some predator. Not my baby girl, she had saved herself for the right time. And the right man? Was I the. . I don’t want to say infected, but I’m not sure what word to use. Maybe inhabited,” she said.“No, I didn’t. Not until he recognized you, then when he clicked on seeing the pendant your mother gave your father. You’ve seen the stuff from the Wall; I know it’s possible for someone to end up inside someone else. Margie, Marcia, and I suspect that may have been what happened to the three of us; maybe not even someone that’s human, or has been dead for so long that it doesn’t matter. The three of.