So, what do you want from me, Katie?” “She wants you inside her,” Petra interrupted. “And she wants to kiss you and she wants you to divorce ...nd marry her and make her my step-mom.” She made a face. “I’m not a huge fan of that plan. I told her you’d marry me first.” Mr. Stevens chuckled. “Is this true, Katie?” “Yes, Mr. Stevens,” she said. “I-” “Call me Jake. I’m your dream, after all.” Katie nodded. “Okay, Mr.- Jake. Well, she did tell me something like that.” Jake smiled and patted her. Samantha had always told her boss, Tom, that she was very much a "sweater girl" and that morning he found out again exactly what Sam meant when she used that term to describe herself. Sam had C-cup breasts before she started working for Tom and now that she'd actually been pregnant and given birth and was nursing the baby, her tits were even fuller and sexier than they'd been before. Tom found himself ogling Sam's sexy full tits underneath her dark brown sweater that morning more than he ever. "Yes," I said, "perhaps next week."As it turned out, there was no next week, at least not for the Methodist Church and me. My not going to church didn't have anything to do with the church. It was simply one of those days when I didn't feel like looking the world in the face. I slept late, felt guilty, and frittered time away writing in my journal and catching up on email correspondence.But I was back the week following, this time without any particular nervousness about being there, and. With me getting wanked off by a older chubby guy.A stranger in Congleton Park Cheshire.He asked me go back to his van. To suck him off. I agreed. We shared a cigarette. The' he gave me some amphetamine Then he unzipped his trousers and asked if I liked his cock. Oh my god. Shaved, smooth, and Uncut, thick, very thick, and about 5 to 6 inches long. And quite heavily veined. I could smell it. Dirty.. Gay.. SexHe said he had some poppers. Secretly I had once sucked and wanked off a guy on.