Her face went ashen as my words cut clear to the bone. Lindsey didn’t merely start to cry, she went to stage three without ever stopping at the firs... two. I felt bad but how else was she going to learn not to butt into my life. As you might have guessed, it took me hours to sew up the wounds that I’d inflicted on Lindsey. I assured her that if Ray ever found out about her affair that it wouldn’t be me that told him. I also made it clear that I was disappointed in her but would not be. As any girl will know from experience, he was hooked on me and awkwardly trying to make a play, 'Why do you have to be twenty-one to see a fuck movie', I asked him outright, knowing my use of the word 'fuck', would unnerve him, which it did, 'God these men are so predictable', I remember thinking, then out of the blue I asked him, 'Vill du Knulla mig' (will you fuck me in Swedish), he looked puzzled, 'Sorry, I dont understand', so I continued, 'kommer du knulla min röv',(will you fuck my ass),. The fact I am a virgin is strictly technical and results from my fear of letting a male put his business in my baby-making factory and me winding up with a pram in the hallway before benefit of spousal joy.My so-called “fetish” is one that is kind of unique and I don’t know of anyone else who has an obsession of this nature. I am fairly tall for a female and I have the good fortune of having what is described in most circles as a “hot” body. My face is in dire need of a nose-job in my opinion. It was so beautiful. It was soft but hard at the same time. A big vein ran from the base to the top.As I touched it and gently rubbed it, it started to leak out the pee hole. It wasn’t a lot and it didn’t smell like pee, so I touched it. It was clear and sticky and where it stuck to my finger, I touched it to my tongue. I liked the taste; it was sweet and salty at the same time.I rubbed his penis some more and more of the clear liquid came out and I tasted it too. It was fun rubbing and.