She even completed the real estate course to become a real estate agent but she had never taken the licensing exam.Carl was sitting in the living room...working on the computer when she walked in and sat next to him. He had sent Marie out shopping when she threw a minor tantrum, telling him that she was bored and if she didn't get out of the suite she was going to jump out of the window. Becca did not speak right away and he continued to work to give her whatever time she needed."Carl, can I talk. You’re Dave! You need your frequent fixes of new pussy to keep you happy. If you go too long without fucking a new pussy you get all squirrelly and restless. We’ve all watched you.”“Really? I do?”Robyn smiled, “She’s right. After you get a taste and sample of new pussy for a couple of weeks it becomes routine and you’re ready for another ‘new pussy fix’ again. Then you don’t exactly go on the prowl, but the Universe delivers the next ‘fix’ to you, often wrapped up in a very nice package. None. Turning slightly I look for the door out of the enclosure when I hear his voice, deep and commanding asking why I’m leaving. Looking back at him in shock I can’t believe he wants me to climb on his lap. beckoning to me he asks what I want for Christmas. Feeling very self conscious in my skirt and thin blouse I climb onto his lap while trying to keep my skirt from riding up too much. The first thing to run through my dazed mind is just how big this guy is. No wonder his chair is so big. While. Technology has allowed us to experience adulthood quicker than nature intended, undoing my blouse to let a man look at me, and thrilled by the outcome, as he did his man thing and thanked me politely for being a good girl.I learned my sex online, feeling so adult, I saw so many men in their differing sizes, and colors, thicknesses and lengths.I chatted for hours, swapped numbers and started meeting men, mostly older, lonely men in their homes, just to chat and receive gifts, and sometimes on.