I still hadn’t been seen, so it wasn’t too late to run away, but I kept on watching. His hand pulled more length and girth into the shaft. The siz... confused my brain the way funhouse mirrors would. Nobody can have a cock that big, I thought.It straightened and jerked upward against its weight. What was he doing, I wondered? Was it possible I’d get to see that thing fully erect, and him stroking it until a load of cum splattered the wall behind the toilet? His expression made me wonder if he had. But also like ... you know, {sensitive}." She paused again, and then whispered, "{And not just my breasts, I mean, it's my whole body, }" she added, dropping off into a sigh. "{Everything I touch ... just feels soooo gooood, but [gasp] pinching my nipples just makes me, like--}"Pause."Um, hello?" asked the voice.Deep, soft moans then filled the line for several long moments before it eventually went dead.Monday 10:14am"So, here's the thing," the patient began, after clearing her throat. "So I. I close the door behind me and take of my shoes and coat quietly. Stepping out of the hall, I hear mums voice pipe up harshly “Where the hell have you been?” I’m not surprised by the lack of love in her voice. She says I ruined her figure and made my Dad leave us. I used to come back with a smart reply about how many calories there are in a 70cl bottle of Vodka, until I grew fed up of having to stay home from school to allow my bruises to fade away. I sigh inwardly and rattle the bottles. It was that kind of place. ‘I don’t like walking around this spooky old house,’ he owned-up after a while. ‘What would you rather do?’ Archie asked. ‘Maybe we should go out in the sunshine,’ he replied lamely. It may have been his nervous hesitance that encouraged Archie to hold his hand, which he loved. When fingertips brushed his own and took a grip a breath caught in his chest. There were things about such a gesture that sometimes made his bones melt. Holding hands was so intimate and said.