There were a bunch of old toothbrushes still in the bathroom closet that no one used, so I tried putting the hand lotion I used to masturbate on it, a...d seeing if it would go in. It did. It felt...weird. Fun because it was naughty, but so thin there was no pleasure, just the strange feeling like having your temperature taken that way as a kid. I tried pumping it in and out, and it was OK, but I wasn't super into it, and I don't think I ever jerked off while doing it.Eventually, I found small. ’ I nodded as I stood to leave. When I got to the door, I turned to say goodbye. Aunt Ruth was standing close to me. She pulled me to her then kissed me. It was not the kiss an aunt would ordinarily give to her nephew. Aunt Ruth earned her colorful reputation it seemed. ‘Just so you remember your Aunt.’ She said it with a giggle. Even though she was at least twice my age, I was tempted to stay. Hell, I would have stayed had she not pushed me out the door. I cranked up the old T then started off. I need to fuck you. Soon. A few minutes later they breasted the summit. He waited whilst she took photos. Now girl, we’re going down here, and he pulled her off the path, down a rough heather-strewn slope, into a wee valley. He was clearly going somewhere in particular and she followed, getting aroused now. She knew what this was about. The twig-like heather scratched her through her jeans and he pointed as a big rabbit rose before them, a strangely-coloured one. It louped lazily off out of. The woman I met years ago affected my personalstyle.Later that night years ago Sarah gave up trying to seduce me as well. Wehad discussed the differences long into the night. To her these other'girls' weren't quite right. To Sarah they stood for all the wrongthings, and messed up the 'queer agenda'. I didn't care for any of herpolitics, the subdivision and attitude of belonging to a group wasdestructive. Near 3am I stated what I realized. I was simply attractedto girls who had cocks. She cried.