I was on a commuter train going into Edinburgh Haymarket Station, one dull winters morning.In the standing room only carriage, someone was pressing ha...d against my bum, which was encased in a tight-fitting dress, and as the train rocked its way across the numerous tracks, this provided ample opportunity for us to engage in bum rubbing,to the point the perpetrator got the message, I was enjoying the encounter and pressing back into him.At the station we alighted the train and I felt his hand. .Although my main fantasies were girls I also used to think about having an experience with boys, or even better, an older man. When I played with my action men I would often make genitalia for them out of plasticine and get them to have sex, this usually gave me an erection and, if I could, I would quickly wank into a tissue.I was very interested in military history and a friend of mine told me his granddad had lots of old history magazines and artefacts like medals, badges and that sort of. Maybe she was expecting me to immediately refuse, but I was too exhausted from work to have an argument, so I remained quiet and she continued, “Tonight is the parent teacher conference, and I have just gotten the call that I’m needed tonight. You know that I would go, I know it’s my turn…but I can’t exactly turn down the shift.” I knew what she was talking about, and we had been having financial difficulties, making it necessary for both of us to be working outside of the home, accepting odd. But typically I would sit them down in the chair and remove my clothes before them. Get on my knees and slowly open their clothes up. Their cocks are usually hard before this point, so I don't have to work on that. I take their cock in my mouth and work it until it's ready. Honestly, this is not my favorite part. Unless a cock is actively spurting in my mouth, I would rather have it in my ass. But I do what the Johns want. When ready, I would take them to the bed and get in whatever.