As he walked up Wardour Street, Stephen Higgs was worried. Even though he was sticking to “men-allowed” routes (mainly the back streets, certainly...away from shopping areas), he was out of his designated area. He had a plausible excuse for being in town, but he wasn’t convinced he’d be able to sustain it if he was stopped. It was difficult trying to keep an eye out for police patrols while still walking along as though you had a perfect right to be there. He stepped off the pavement to allow a. .. how could it be, she asked herself again and again. Mother is a married woman! Widowed yes, and certainly still too young to exile herself to wearing black and living alone, but... "Oh, I don't know what I mean any longer," she said aloud. "Nothing makes sense to me now... nothing!" They say that's the first sign of cracking up... talking to yourself, I mean." It was Sally something-or-other, a girlfriend of one of David's friends, and she was peering into the open passenger window. Lucy. Fred swallowed, shrugged his shoulders, and then replied, "You may not want it, but I'll do it anyway. I'm your sworn man and I shall do what I feel is necessary to serve you."Dragos nearly dropped his maps at hearing that Fred was Sid's sworn man. He stared at Sid reconsidering his opinion of the man. Even his father had never impressed another man sufficiently to have him swear service to him. In an awed voice, he asked, "You swore service to him?" Yes," Fred answered reaching out and tasting. I’d slip on the panties, bra and heels, parade around the house at night, making sure no one saw me. This would always end up in a massive orgasm of me pounding my cock until it exploded. I ordered a package of anal plugs, one small, one medium and one huge along with some lube to help them in me. I had never even considered looking at other guys, but wondering what it would be like to be fucked like I was doing to Lexi, seemed to grow, becoming more and more curios and fascinated by the idea..