I was obsessed with discovering what girls had between their legs but in those pre internet porn days and being too young to buy “men’s magazines�...� that erotic secret remained a mystery. The closest I got to porn was the models in bras and panties in the lingerie pages in my mother’s clothes catalogues.I’d been having “wet dreams.” I can’t remember much of them except that they involved girls, panties and swimsuits, and I’d wake up with my pyjama trousers and the bed sheets wet with sticky. Slowly he moved his finger in and out of me, while turning it, and stretching my sphincter a bit, Finally, after he was satisfied that his one finger was going in and out of me easily, he went for two. He continued this same way, and did this progressively with each of his fingers until finally he had all five in my anus, up until the second set of knuckles of his hand. All the while I was still on my hands and knees letting him penetrate me at will, nervous with anticipation. Needless to say,. To say it was a fight between good and evil is far too simplistic but in some quarters, adherents to one side or the other would be receptive of that description.To the non-Christian world, the nuances of Catholic Christianity and Protestant Christianity were sort of an enigma not deciphered even to this day and age. To the unbiased outside observer, the differences appeared to be more cultural, economic and political rather than based on any religious belief that precluded any multi-faceted. Attempting to match linguistic stylisation of interlocutor, announced Colin the android in his slightly Tamil tones, before proceeding: Fuck it, Tushki, I think what the fuck you are displaying is classic fucking signs of human female sexual frustration. What you need is a cock to fuck your cunt and make you come… you pathetic wanker…? Colin’s voice ceased – almost tailed off – as if waiting for a response, an affirmation.Tushki laughed, a huge long belly-laugh which convulsed her whole naked.