" I'm developing my awareness, its true. I am going through a process, like a monk studying and contemplating and meditating to gain enlightenment. In...fact I see myself as a monk, but a lone monk, not even a rogue monk because, as far as I know, I am alone in my process." Obviously not an ascetic process." No." I'm glad." But I have been a loner all my life, not a lot of social experiences, so I guess of all the studies I am making, sensitivity to how friends respond to me would be at the most. "But you have to be dissatisfied with your job and you don'tknow what it is as yet. Why don't you tell me about yourself first." Very well," sighed George. "I was a rather small baby when I wasborn." George slowly shook his head; why had he told her that?Hadn't his mother told him he'd weighed over eleven pounds when he'dbeen born?"I was always small as a child. And as I grew into my manhood, Iremained small, much to my father's chagrin." What was wrong withhim? He'd never been overly small."I. I am enjoying the dirty sex. He pulled out his cock before cumming. I grabbed his cock and stroked it with my hand. A shot of cum fired like a missile from his wild cock over my neck and top. He gave a relaxed breath. I brought water for him to drink.After drinking water, he started a small gap of a few minutes again. He pushed me on the bed pulled my hip to the corner of the bed. He positioned his hard cock. He rubbed my clitoris with his thumb hard and pushed his cock hard. I gasped for air.. Worried for her friend, Alison banged on the door even harder. “Tracy! Stop! You can’t tease men like that!” She cried out.“Who’s teasing!” Tracy shouted back.Alison was at a loss. She really didn’t know what to do. From within the changing room Tracy let out a shrill squeal which was rapidly followed by the thick masculine grunts of a man in the process of getting off.Alison could just make out Tracy’s giddy laughter beneath the man’s exaggerated grunts.Laying down on her stomach Alison peaked.