One day matts foreman said he had a job for me , one of the lads was Off work Ill and he wanted me to cover him and for a day or 2 until he came back ...n . At dinner while we was all in the canteen all the lads were having a laugh with me saying the guy I was going to be working with was called gay gray ( graham ) and he's gonna bum me and stuff along them lines , you can imagine the building site banter I was getting .Nobody knew I was gay and I wanted to keep it that way otherwise I would. I obtained permission from Deggles to include him in our story. We received a message from Deggles, another user on X-Hamster, and he has made a very positive comment Master is pleased with, and Master sends a message back. He then gets more things out and says we are heading down to the dungeon. I see a new message as my Master is about to turn the computer off. It is Deggles again and he asks a couple questions. Master orders me to answer him and while typing he is playing with my pussy and. .. I feel like a star ... Like a porn star that everyone thinks is just a dirty dirty girl, and everyone talks her down, but really they all want to have sex with her.” “Yes dear” comes Raymond’s reply.Cut to – a quiet little street of terraced council houses in a working class suburb of a northern town. Raymond’s car parked on the curb at the side of the street, Shelly being helped into her wheelchair and then trundled over to the front door of one of the houses.The door opens and we see a. They addressed each other in foreign sounding sentences rich of vowels in which every now and then there was a trace of those words they had once learned from their parents. Most of the time however they did not speak at all: The sphere in which they lived was limited and thus they did not need to explain. They knew each other so well, each of them could tell without words what the other one was thinking. And they seemed to often feel like they were one and the same person. Thus they grew up.