I can only tell you that I needed this. I needed you to help me discover myself, and you've helped me more than you can ever know."I thought about tha.... She hadn't answered my question exactly, but she had at least given me something. I almost pressed her for more, but I knew it wouldn't do any good. All of the anger I felt was gone, and while I felt no love for her, I did pity her for whatever demons drove her to me. "Keep your secrets if you must," I told her. "It really doesn't matter. I didn't rip the magazine up, and throw it away. I locked the door, and paged through the magazine and jacked off repeatedly that day. The sight of all these beautiful assholes, on display as they were, turned me on so much. A couple days before this, I would get embarrassed when someone would approach me, or I would hear "Butt Sniffer" from a distance. However, now that I saw this, and knew that somewhere in the world, someone else had this same fetish, I kind of built up some new confidence. I thought about it but explained to her that I wasn't the right person as mine isn't average, this sparked her curiosity much more than i imagined. She asked what I meant and I explained that I was longer than average but pretty wide and a really good family friend. She said she'd seen a few online and that people sent without asking her and they weren't anywhere near my size. She said that she trusted me and that if anybody could do this for her without making it sexual then I could. I thought. He could tell that she was daydreaming because she was seducing her ice cream with every bite and secretly playing with herself but he just smiled every time their eyes meet while he helped out the other customers. After she finished her ice cream she would quickly put a small tip in his tip jar and equally as quick rush out of the ice cream parlor. The kid had nothing else to do other than smile to himself and hope that his boss didn’t see anything that happened. After that day the girl would.