Group: Hi Alan, welcome.Charles: Do you want to tell us what brought you here?Alan: Well, um, actually it was my fianc?s idea. She thinks I have a pro...lem with sex addiction.Charles: And I take it you don't think so?Alan: Well, it's just little things that are bothering her. Like, she, um, she says I spend too much time on the computer since I joined this sex fantasy site.Charles: Well, are you?Alan: Um, well, I don't know. I mean I maybe forgot to go to work a couple of times, this week. OK,. "Yeeesss," Willie mumbled."When do I come back for our next fuck?" Becky smiled wanly."We--shall--fuck--again--Wednesday," Willie muttered, flopping slowly back on the floor, one hand holding his big balls, the other nursing his aching penis."Yes, Mr. Quentin--you will fuck me again Wednesday..."Mavis led Becky to her old car, eased the slip of a woman into the passenger's seat. Then she drove back to the bank and redeposited the thousand dollars. She smiled at Becky when she returned to the. Doyle cut back in."What the fuck was that?" Again, no answer. "So are you working or not?" Look just get in the car!" Marcus was getting angry now."Are you working?" The question seemed so alien to Art. Was he working?What did that mean? "It's a simple bloody question. Are you workingtonight?" No." Art surprised himself when he spoke. The voice that left his lipswas not his own. It was soft and higher than his. It was a girls voice.He had practiced adapting his voice before but he had never. "can i get changed first" i asked. "No need dear, nothing wrong with what you have on, tho i would prefer it if your skirts were a bit longer". I could go and put some jeans on, NO, you'll go as you are we don't have much time anyway, go get in the car please.Walking outside, i opened the car door and sat down making sure my hands rested between my legs as i still had no knickers on. Mum got in an we drove to High Chelmer shops as she wanted to go in the co-op as well as some clothes shops. I.