But there are people that would try to hurt them if they knew they were on my list. No, I have to keep it secret until I'm ready. Plus, writing is so ...ard with my dyslexia. I wonder if the Darjee can fix that. Well, of course they can. They can fix anything.Enough procrastination. I need to do the list. There is not much time left. We want maximum diversity, so I need Blondes, Brunettes, Redheads, Blacks, Whites, Asians and Hispanics. This is going to be tough, especially with my limited pool. I take. I conquer. I'll even fuck, but I don't make love." Those deep blue eyes challenged me, lured me. I felt like I was sinking into them. I said the only words I could say. "Please, take me." The smile that crossed her face could only be described as hunger. She stepped up to me, placing one hand on my shoulder, pushing down with the lightest of pressure. Feeling helpless, I sank to my knees before her. She lifted one leg over my shoulder, the slit in her dress falling open far enough that. Thinking like that I took my penis in my hand and start stroking it. My mind filled with naked pictures of her. Never took long until I shot my milk out. “Aaah” I sighed in relief.Months passed. My mind starts to fantasize every woman around me. Mom’s friends were a constant feast to my eyes because many of them were beautiful than her. And then came Hazina. She was mom’s class mate and long term friend. She was the same age as mother but was strong built. A fair skinned Muslim lady with all. Donna felt quite uncomfortable making it with a woman, despite the beer and marijuana that were racing through her system. Still, it was nice to be the cynosure, to feel the eyes of her brothers riveted to her naked body. Eventually she was able to relax and enjoy herself a little. Gloria was doing all the work in any case, allowing her to play things by ear.Once the older girl had started fondling her lovely breasts, Donna knew that everything was going to be all right between them. There was.