I spent a lot of time fantasising when I was out on the milk round, particularly when we were delivering around the posher areas; I kind of figured th...t the better off the family the more likely that the wife would like to have a little fun. Inviting the milkman in for a cup of tea to takes a break from his round; let the window cleaner in to fill his bucket and of course the handyman would be inside maybe carrying out his job anyway. All of these being perfectly innocent reasons for inviting. They were all smaller in the chest department unfortunately, but I would take whatever I could at that age. By 22 it was really starting to bug me. My mates didn't know I was a tit lover because I didn't want them to think I was staring at every girls chest. I kept my desires to myself.I moved to London and it was there that I started thinking about seeing an escort. There would be little cards stuck up in phone boxes all over central London that I would ring but then chicken out of going to.. " Never mind how I'm dressed! Why do we see eachother?" It's 'cause I'm having a nightmare. All I everwanted was to be one of the guys and now I see thistwisted vision of myself."Jack noticed the resemblance, they could be siblings.They shared the same light brown hair, hazel eyes andclear complexion. He turned his attention to themirror's frame which was carved from a dark wood inthe shape of serpents slithering around the silveredglass.He asked, "Where did you get the mirror?" It was. Everything about her screamed sex. “Hey gorgeous,” I said, greeting her with a hug and a squeeze of her ass. “Hi Mr. Williams, my dad said to give this to you.” “Perfect timing, he's in the living room right now fucking Jessica,” I told her. “So your going to spring it on him while he's doing Jessica?” Caitlyn asked. “He'd give his mother over to a gang bang right now he's so worked up. Can you stick around?” “Wouldn't miss it,” she said putting the cherry blow pop in her mouth. Caitlyn and I.