A moment of silence filled the room."Ms. Beckett," Fielding said finally. "Ms. Ursula Beckett has worked very hard, understand. And sometimes overwork...and stress can cause psychological... breakdowns to occur."The old man sighed sadly, shaking his head."I'm afraid she's developed a persecution complex," he said. "Accompanied by some queer... um, odd hallucinations involving you." I'm terribly sorry sir," answered Mr. Mendelsohn with a concerned frown. "Shall I speak with her?" No, no!" answered. The first time I tried masturbating my parents were out at dinner on a date. I loved it. I just couldn’t stop. I was addicted to it. I played with my self until my parents came home. A week later I popped my cherry with a pen.Oops I am trailing off sorry. Any ways I was in my room when my mom called up to me and said “Sally I am going to the store would you like to come with?”I replied, “No thank you mom I think I am going to stay here to clean my room.”Knowing that this would give me some. ?I lick her asshole clean when she is done.? And as she gets up, I tell her thankyou.? Everyone cheers.? Then a man with a very hairy ass squats overme and says it's his turn.? This goes onfor the night until I can see it beginning to get light outside.? More and more of them seem to be catching afew winks, but there are enough to keep me busy most of the time.? It seems that the piss and shit just worktheir way through me, but when I get a full load of piss and shit in my diaper,they remove it. A cool breath of air stroked my back as the shower curtain was pulled slightly open.Without turning round I passed back the bar of soap and said, “Be a darling and wash my back.”My back was being expertly washed and I thought to myself, Tom lad, you’re getting better in your old age.Slowly and with gentle strokes, Tom’s hands soaped my back going lower and lower until his hands were caressing my buttocks and down my legs.Working his hands up my inner thigh he gently brushed against my pussy,.