I didn’t know what a penis was, I’ve never even seen one, and I didn’t know what tits or pussies were or anything. I only knew them as ‘Boobs�...� and ‘Private Parts’. I was extremely innocent at this age, but a lot of that changed quickly after this night.I liked the feeling I got from playing with Jake’s ‘tail’, as I called it for a few weeks because I didn’t know what it was. It made me feel good. Later, I learned that this feeling was what being horny was like.After a few minutes, I noticed it. (I'm not sure what she'll say to that. I mean, she says she's a submissive but she still seems to have a mind of her own.)The studio looks more like the offices of an advertising agency than a tattoo parlour. It's in a 1930's style building that wouldn't be out of place in an episode of "Poirot". The waiting room is clean and bright, lots of Art Deco style and a friendly receptionist who offers us tea while we wait - a bit like going to see a private doctor or dentist.Jonathan appears after. "She's finally made her choice, I think," Dulcie told him, "though she might still be arguing, I suppose."As she was speaking, Delia rose from her place, looked around and made a bee-line for Dulcie, positively beaming, on arrival flinging her arms around her ... Dulcie reflexively returning the embrace. Releasing Dulcie, Delia turned to Peter and held out her hand; instead of shaking it, he moved in and hugged her. At first, she stiffened and tried to pull away, looking at Dulcie, but Dulcie. From one second to the next, I just slowly moved my head towards hers and let our lips come together. Our hands slipped down, and our knockers clashed together as we both enveloped each other.'I guess following my heart was the right thing to do. I don't know if I'll even get a chance actually to get into her panties again, but I'll give a thrill trying.'After six minutes, my lips parted from hers and then I pushed myself onto her a bit. She willingly lied down on her back, and I got right on.