It was there quite oftenthese days. She reached with her middle finger to thesource and spread more of the male juice up to herclit with gentle motion.... Another climax was hardly necessary as her pussy wasstill swollen from the vigorous and thorough fuckingshe had just finished, but it always felt good. Shecleaned her neatly trimmed red pubes as well. Gettingback into bed with her sleeping sex partner, the 22year old snuggled behind him and reminisced, “Whathave I gotten myself. She saw the unmistakable hungry look in their eyes that such men seemed to constantly regard her with. Did they sense her disquiet? Could they somehow know? Could they be waiting for darkness?Suddenly she realised that the sunlight was shining through her lightweight wrap. Those leering black wolves were ogling her body through the virtual see through wrap. She pushed away from the gap, switching to one side so the garden wall hid her from them. The idea of them ogling her retreating derriere. They paused until the water drained from their armor before they made their way along the pier to the homeless group. As one of the seals stumbled awkwardly over a piece of masonry in the dark, a young man in his mid-teens was startled awake.He slept very lightly and remained acutely aware of his environment as he had recently been attacked and abused. He sensed danger, scanned around himself, first crouched then launched himself from his resting place and ran towards the buildings. A seal. The onethat had told me that the boys would always be better than me, fasterand stronger.Could they even do one handstand without falling flat on their face?There was no use lying about it any longer- girl or boy, I had fallen inlove with gymnastics. And while I wanted to play football and be just asgood as I had been before my change, in a way, it didn't matter.Gymnasts are athletes- fucking amazing athletes. And for the time being,that's what I was. For all the torture, the mental anguish it.