A revelation. My daughter, who had already admitted to finger play, was admitting to certain other enjoyments. She also bought a new hairbrush ... and...alcohol wipes ... bet that stings.After a discussion with the chemist ... with plenty of Monty Pythonate nudges and winks, Myndee said, “We’re going for a cruise of the back room.”“No, Dad, you can’t come.”“He already did,” Myndee said.And they broke into riotous giggles.The registered chemist unlocked a door at the back, they entered and just. Else.She leaned forward. It rose up.Emily blanched, her cry of alarm stifled by astonishment. It was a grey-green length of flesh, three or four inches thick and easily a foot long, rising from the turbulent water, its tapered tip pointing toward her as if it was...She swallowed. As if it was examining her.Emily remained perfectly still, her eyes wide, not even daring to blink. The object - the creature - moved through the air slowly, sinuous waves passing along it's length as the tip swayed. We kissed, hugged so tight and kept each other into one another’s arms. I pulled my self out from her and she came next to me and rested her head on my chest.She was playing with my chest hair and I was rolling my fingers into her silky hair. We lay like this for few minutes – no words were spoken. I could feel her heavy breathing and she was really happy – cause she was kissing my chest every now and then. With the other hand, I grabbed her buttocks and massaged them. She moaned ahhhhhhh. I. His advertisement in the newspaper shop was starting to pay dividends. Chrissie was his fifth customer in the two and a half weeks since the advert went up, announcing his services as a compliant escort. He did think to himself though, that his price needed to go up. Not that he was being greedy, just that a higher price would be less attractive to the poorer end of the market, meaning that he might have a better, more entertaining evening. Chrissie had been the first customer hiring him who.