”“It makes me feel kind of weird.”“That’s your Mum and Dad speaking. Men don’t have to know everything.”“Yeah, but sex, I mean if a gu... doesn’t know what he’s doing, it’s… well it’s embarrassing.”She got up and cleared the plates.“Finish your wine, it doesn’t go with apple pie.”She returned a moment later with the pie on a small tray.“How come I’m being treated?”“It’s Tuesday, you always say Tuesday’s hell. That deserves an occasional treat doesn’t it?”She strolled around the table and massaged. The first night she was gone I jumped online eager to see if John might be online. He was and my heart started pounding and my cock started to react. I messaged him and let him know of my situation. He gladly invited me to his place. I got cleaned up, even spraying some cologne on my abs and right at the bottom of my shaft anticipating where his nose might be. I was so nervous since it had been a few years that I'd been with another guy that I actually took a sedative to calm myself for the. I was almost sure that she wasnt asleep, but I wasnt positive. If she wasnt asleep, then she was either pretending to be or she was trying to decide if she wanted to tell me the answer to my question. Then she spoke. When I was seven my asshole brother brought home an ugly ass stray dog. I have no idea what the fuck kind of dog it was but it was fucking HUGE. I was scared as shit of it. The bastard mutt would jump up on me and lick my face. I would scream and my cock sucking brother just stood. Thuis in mijn klein provinciedorpje had ik een goede baan,verdiende best lekker, hoefde thuis niet veel af te dragen, maarhet verveelde me en ik wilde naar de grote stad.Dus op een goede dag of eigenlijk meer op een kwade dag gooideik mijn kop in de wind en vertrok naar de grote stad. EerstAmsterdam, want dat is natuurlijk het einde, maar daar zaten zeniet op mij te wachten en na ongeveer een maand naar Utrecht.Maar ook hier heeft niemand een administratieve kracht nodig endus zwalk ik al weer.