I say nothing and stare at the blank tv. He asks if I am coming to bed or if I am going to stay up and talk to my boyfriend. I continue my silence, sh...king my head as if to fix my hair. He heads to the bedroom and I know it will me mere moments before he is out cold. I glance at the clock. Fourteen minutes. That’s so very unimpressive and yet so great because I would lose it if it lasted longer.I finish my cigarette and text you quickly. I miss you. Have sweet dreams love. And then delete it so. Using his smartphone he had sneakily taken photos of Claire to generatethe customer file, the big issue was the system had a lot of bugs, he hadalready fixed a few, which probably had confused the project team, buteach view of the Claire mannequin was getting him aroused.Jeff unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall on the floor, followed by hispants, he was already fully erect, he slipped on a condom and penetratedthe virtual Claire, then started to thrust, closing his eyes imaginingbeing Claire. My sisters lost interest while mum told me to stop putting on dresses – it was time to become a boy again. Sob!Puppy love licked me on the lips when I turned 11. Her name was Kath! Long brown hair, hazel eyes with a touch of fire. She was a tomboy; I was her best mate. We swam and surfed, dug for fossils and listened to Beatles records – even had our first sneaky cigarette down the end of Chatswood Station. We were together for four years. It was the most glorious time of my life! One day, when. She was right. She was so wet that it felt like I had spent a long time preparing her. Although she was very, very tight, I smoothly slid in until our pubic bones met. Holding my upper body weight on my arms, I began to kiss her incredible mouth. Our tongues made love for a long time, while our genitals stayed still, enjoying the feel of our joining. Slowly, subtly, she began to move beneath and around me.“Make, long, slow, deep love to me, baby,” she whispered.We began to move together in.