"I need some money." She said aloud."No fucking way, go ask Mom and Dad. I'm saving for College next year." I replied."They said that it's my fucking ...ault I spent it all on clothes. Like what the hell? I need new skirts, make-ups, and stuff in order to survive." Then get a friggin job." I recommended. Girls are such idiots. "Who's gonna hire me in this economy? And look at my age!" Sis, you don't even need money for your age. Work on getting your marks up for school instead of failing each. Five pounds was half of my weekly wage in those days.The train stopped at East Croydon which was a terminus then. Long seconds turned into even longer minutes and it looked as if we were to sit on the train for some time. The bet was set during that wait and opportunity being the mother of invention, was immediately taken up by both of us.I admit to leering at the young girls who patiently waited for our train to pull out so they could catch a later one. I leered, cajoled and tried my best to. Looking fearfully around they spoke in whispers."It is rumoured that the Emir is going to have me made infertile," whispered Rubina, "and I am to be sold as a field slave." He had me castrated," said her husband, "and I am to serve here in the harem." Castrated?" asked Rubina, all the colour draining from her face as she remembered the previous day's odd-tasting meal that she had been forced to eat.Ernesto nodded."Oh," was all she replied, and she turned and ran to a bathroom where she retched. With her hands she pulled her labia apart again and slowly, ever so slowly she lowered herself onto Drew's member. Fee stopped the moment she felt any discomfort, she now lowered the top half of her body down and rested her elbows on the bed. Her breasts were laying on Drew's chest and the feeling she got from just that was so different from any other sex she'd had. She had taken three quarters of Drew's length into herself, it was more his girth than length that was uncomfortable she decided..