Now can I get on with this here storyI'm telling?" So anyway, there weren't nobody else in that cabin. It looked... it lookedjust like any other one y...might see in these parts, 'cept they was a lot apictures on the walls, pictures of women cut out from ol' Sears Roebuck'Wish Book' catalogs and some of them pictures from France that men get withtheir chawing tobacco. The boy, he had a bunch of 'em stuck all overth'walls." 'I think we best tie you t'something till we can figure this out.'. I had a company car and a lot of time to have fun. I took off the front bumper tag and covered one number on the back with white tape so it would be harder to be caught. I still started slow by covering my dick with a shirt the first few days. I got a little more brave when I got to know the place. It was a big enough town I wouldn't stand out to much. Plenty of shopping centers and malls. This would be my next full on exposure experience. One night after hours of watching and waiting, I. ” Well at that moment I called it, I shot her beaver. I heard my mother calling to me and had to try to adjust my erection before leaving my seat and the view of my aunt struggling to free herself from the self imposed prison of her dress.I laughed thinking of that sight and wondering how she was able to get out of that dress. It was at that moment that I was brought back to the reality in front of me. The young woman was smiling at me and looking at my lap. Just like that day at my. CHAPTER 1, PART- 1 Earliest recollections • An erotic maid • Ladies abed • My cock • A frisky maid• Cousin Fred • Thoughts on pudenda • A female pedlar • Baudy pictures My earliest recollections of things, sexual are of what I think must have occurred sometime. I tell of them just as I recollect them, without an attempt to fill in what seems probable.She was I suppose my maid. I recollect that she sometimes held my prick when I piddled, was it needful to do so? I don't know. She attempted to.