If I did this there was no going back. I was crossing a line. I was breaking my parents trust. I was being a bad girl. I continued to argue with mysel... so much I didnt realize my body had already decided. In the midst of my internal dialouge, I pulled him out.Today I'm a 31 year old woman. Ive had various sexual partners. Big small. Black white. Girth and thin. Long and short. When I hear dick, cock, Schlong, any pet name for penis. His cock, to this day,is the one I see in my mind. It. "I followed the sound into the lounge, and stopped dead in my tracks. It wasn't the fact that he was watching porn on his TV so much. It was that he was sitting there with his pants around his ankles, stroking his cock."Oh, sorry Paul. I just brought your belt back. I'll just go and leave you to, er, get on with things." Paul just laughed."No need mate. Go grab a beer, come back, whip him out and enjoy yourself."He said, pointing to the large TV on the wall where a blonde girl was having her. ’ We arrived at the ‘Boonies’, a mining township built into an asteroid on the edge of the belt, in a little less than 36 hours. I had been expecting to take longer to give Emmy time to get used to Juliet, but she picked it up in no time. The girl was amazing! As long as she was shown what to do carefully, she had no problems. I wondered what would happen if I just told her to get on with some task, without telling her how to do it. It would probably take her an extra ten minutes I thought. I. We had an argument the night before because I insisted on going to see my daughter's high school play. Apparently, to some 23-year-olds, Saturday nights are meant for going out and having drinks and nothing else would ever do.This morning, I was feeling particularly angry with her for her selfishness. I was wondering in the back of my mind if it was something she would soon grow out of, and if it was worth the wait.Those issues, combined with her experimental phase, were making me uneasy. I.