We had pulled into a station and the door opened. I looked up to see the figure of a woman outlined against the brightness of the sun. As the door shu... I got a better view of who had just entered the train. She had shoulder length black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Her figure was just right, not skinny like you see in the magazines. She must have been in her middle thirties and what I would call fit! She was wearing one of those white knee length dresses that have buttons all the way down the. Maybe she'll feel better after she sleeps on it."As tempting as it was to ignore his advice and call my sister – even waking her up if I had to – I finally elected to let it go until the next day.April 30, 1984"It was nothing," said a much more chipper-sounding Eileen the next afternoon, over the phone. "I just had a touch of a headache."I wasn't buying it. "Eileen –" I began, before she interrupted me."My voice recital was re-scheduled for next Saturday afternoon," she said, abruptly changing. It sounded like she was having sex. but with who? Cautiously he climbed the final five steps and peered around the stair rail into his mother's room at the end of the hall. She was face-down on the bed, completely naked and surrounded by a collection of strange objects. From his internet porn searching sessions, Allan recognised them as sex toys and a large purple vibrator was doing its work in Tracy's thick-lipped vagina but it was what she was saying that fascinated him."Fuck me baby, strect. I reached down and rubbed my still tender hole, caressing the spot that until today had hidden its possibilities. My tiny dick got hard as I slowly fingered my boypussy and I drifted off to sleep.I waited until I heard my dad leave for work before I got up. I pulled my gym shorts on and went downstairs and had a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast. I talked to my mom for a little bit while I ate. She said she was going to be running errands later and asked if I wanted to go. I told her I just.