‘fucking hell’ I cursed to myself as I got dressed and went downstairs, on opening the door there stood a younger man of around 22ish, he was actu...lly 26, he looked frozen. I asked him what he wanted and he said he was canvassing for a charity, I said “I’m not interested but come in for a warmth” as he stepped in. As he stood in the kitchen I made him a coffee as he spouted his rubbish, as he stood with his back to the units he eventually said “You’re not interested are you” “No” “I can tell. He hurt me, laughed and sneered at me, another came and I think another, we all compared cocks, and mine was the only one which would not unskin, they jeered me, I burst into tears, and went away thinking there was something wrong with me and was ashamed to show my cock again, tho I set to work earnestly to try to pull the foreskin back, but always desisted, fearing the pain, for I was very sensitive.My cousin then told me that girls had no cock, but only a hole they piddled out of, we were. Our English mistress was called Miss Walters. She was in her mid-40s and very beautiful, if a little harsh. She always wore very tight blouses through which you could often see the dark outline of her bra. She must have been at least a 40DD: they were bloody enormous! Sometimes she didn’t wear a bra, and you could see her enormous nipples. I guess I had a bit of a crush on Miss Walters: I couldn’t stop looking at her breasts, the way she crossed her stockinged legs, her elegant high-heeled. Daddy cleaned up the apartment a little bit, and we headto bed.The next morning, we heard someone was knocking on the door. Daddyjumped off the bed, and yelled."Who is it?" It is me, Dennis. We were wondering if you and Alexis would join usfor breakfast." Just a second,." Daddy ran into the bathroom, quickly checked himselfand see if he need to shave, and covered himself up with a bathrobe.Good thing the bathrobe was thick enough to cover you know, "Hismorning woody." I opened the door, and Mr..