For age, I lied and typed twenty-one. Height 5’6. Weight 142 lbs. When prompted to say something about myself, I giggled and typed: a slut looking f...rward to losing her virginity. That’s all anyone needed to know for now.Five minutes later, my phone, which I had set aside, beeped once. I’d barely had the chance to reach out when it beeped again. I grabbed it hastily and, with a sweaty finger, pulled down the notifications menu. IIA message from one discreetTop92:"Hey slut, want to suck on. I was used to seeing her doing this after masturbating me but I wasn’t sure about Paulo as he walked over to us.“I’ve never known a woman enjoy cum the way your wife does Rick,” he told me with a smile as he stroked her hair. “Most women I’ve known will either spit it out or maybe swallow it very quickly but your Sue likes to savour it.”She smiled. “I’ve always liked the taste of cum,” she said, touching his cock, before going down on mine and finishing cleaning up.Paulo’s cock suddenly. I just wanted that moment with Nathaniel that’s all. Seemingly now, I wanted more and it was showing all over my face. Chapter Nine After practice, I sat by my locker thinking what I should do. I knew that I didn’t want to admit being bisexual and that I needed to keep my longing for Nathaniel under control, but how? After only one night, I was starting to feel different. My want for Nathaniel was turning into need really fast. As much as I wanted to deny my desires, all I could think about was. ‘Your mother was a remarkable woman.’ Remarkable, that’s not the word I’d use. ‘She saved my life 25 years ago in Paris without being asked or any want of compensation. She just did it. I also know I’m not the only one she has helped. Ever since she saved me, I researched Kisara Akita as well as any information containing a mysterious woman carrying a sword who helped people. Not too many of those out there. You see I’m a journalist and I’ve been trying to get my editor to let me write an.