..sexual knowledge and female mannerismsand characteristics. But Maxey, the point is before we lose track ofthings is don't worry about me! I am get...ing all of the cocks that Icouldn't suck before, getting fucked all day every day...oh and dressingsuper slutty is like super em...emm...empowering? Owww, that hurt myhead just thinkin of that word, but I like hope you win. I am such aslut and it's amazing..." As I cut her off as I had to say somethingbecause the sexual magical haze was. Dang I thought they really had a bash. Turning the corner I see my aunt Sasha laying on the couch. She wasn’t my real aunt she was just my moms best friend and growing up I called her Aunt Sasha. I walked up to her , she was laying kinda on her stomach and side. Her left knee pulled up towards her stomach. Her right leg extended. Sasha has long black hair, almost to the small of her back, it was thick and shiny. She had a tan complexion year round. She never wore a bra, she really didn’t need. I smiled in return, meekly more because I was disinterested, but when I opened my door, and closed it, I reached for the spy-hole, to look through and study him.he was younger than myself, he had a Mediterranean look about him and I felt my eyes drawn down his muscular body to his crotch, and a strange awakening came over me. It had been fully eighteen months since I last had sex, and eight months since I had the urge to masturbate, and now, living on my own, I had a neighbour next door to me,. ‘Let’s hope March comes in like a lion,’ Jason said cheerfully, putting the keys in the ignition. ‘You know what they say!’‘It may be April instead,’ I pointed out. ‘The doctor said end of March, beginning of April.’‘We’ll just cross that bridge when we come to it,’ Jason assured me, reversing carefully. ‘Meanwhile ... you have a little more quality time with the alien under your belt.’‘Yes,’ I agreed, suddenly surprised to find that the idea of being separated from the tiny person we had.