I thought it was odd for there to be noise outside, it was early for my mom to be getting home, so I looked out my window and when I saw what I did I ...uickly closed my blinds except for a crack so I couldnt be seen. Mom had become more and more brazen about her sex life lately, casually bringing men home at all hours of the night every weekend and coming up with bizarre excuses for when she’s away for long periods. But now to see her shamelessly stroking some guy’s cock right in front of our. There was a flood of hormones and emotions which overwhelmed and confused David. He knew what it was like to get turned on as a man. And he knew that it was slightly different for every person. He had experienced being turned on a hundred times in different men. But never– ever– in a woman.This was different. For a man, getting turned on created a desire to conquer... to overwhelm... to penetrate. For a woman– or at least, for Wendy– it was a longing to be held... to be protected... to open. . I just wanted to try out but I had not the heart to do so. Do you really think this is normal?”“Of course. It is not evil and you are no pervert to do that, it is completely normal and one of the best things in the world. Trust me you will love it!”“Steph, when did you start to play with yourself?”“I discovered this pleasure when I was 12 while I was showering... This warm water and the massage of the water-streams... it was amazing. Since there I started to masturbate.”Sarah watched me. .” Nods Pearl, looking down at the muscular little beast and biting her bottom lip – evidently more curious than she is admitting.We cut to another location – back at Pearl’s home, just a few streets away from the museum. A modest, pretty little house detached house high on the hill-side.Inside, in the master bedroom, we find Pearl walking around infront of her bed, already undressing – in silence, calmly folding her cardigan and putting it aside – then looking over to the camera and giving us.