.."Daddy, you better not get me pregnant.." Giggling like mad, she tasted the semen :"Eeeeeewwwww. oh, that is gross...see you later, alligator..........hank you daddy...I love you..." She kissed my forehead and ran out of the room.In most stories like this, this is the beginning of a tale of **** and sexual abuse, but this was truly a one-time event...Colie and I were always friendly and physically affectionate, but I didn't touch her again, never masturbated in her presence, and I didn't go to. Liza was right, this isn't like other services," Joan said cryptically. "Do you have any experience with this sort of job at all, even personal experience with phone sex with a boyfriend, or anything?" she asked. "No, I've had a couple of boyfriends, but they were all in town, so I wasn't away from them, I never needed to have phone sex with them," I replied honestly. "I have always written though, I've even written some erotic stories in the past, no one but my boyfriends ever saw them though,. I was about 16 and still shy and nervous. I had kept my sexual liaisons to the local cruising places at night and anonymous. I wasn't old enough to get into the gay bars, and hadn't worked up the courage to go into the local bath-house, The Apollo.I was walking through the mall one day when I noticed a guy checking me out. I was surprised by how obvious he was in such a public place. The mall was dead, but it still surprised me.He was older--probably in his 50's--and kinda looked like a Sears. I wouldn’t have noticed except that I kept looking at them, hoping to see some sign of them turning their lights out so that we could implement our plan to make love on the airplane.Finally, with a look of exasperation in our general direction the girl turned her light off and spread her blanket over her and her partner. The fellow followed suit, shutting off his light and slipping under their blanket too. I whispered to you that this might finally be our chance so we decided to turn out our.