...It happened for the first time last summer in late July and it was Carl's twelfe birttday. I remember standing around him in a circle with my other...two cuzinns Billy and Sam, while my Aunnt lit the candles on the cake. We all sang to him happily and then the song came to an end as we chorused, "Happy birttdayto you!..." Towards the end of the song Carl looked directly at me before closing his eyes to make a wish and he blew out all twellve candles on his cake as we all cheered. Later on that. ... Mid afternoon and i can't take this twitching any longer, upstairs i go and pull out my special box, revealing all my toys. Lying on my bed speading my legs wide i start to tease my clit rubbing her gently before i start to feel myself get moist. Sliding two fingers into my now wet pussy i start to get myself off. Closing my eyes imagening a strange man coming into my home and entering my bedroom watching me, licking his lips has he doe's. Fuck this is hot, getting wetter and wetter as my. She loved it’s size and shape. As he undid her bra and gave her nipple a wet caress, she reached out and touched the gleaming meat. Travis raised an eyebrow. Just before her fingers were about to wrap around him, he slapped her hands away. “Lie down for me. Face the rug.” Ainsley got on all fours, she nestled into position and Travis appreciated the view. Her black heels were tipped towards the ceiling, her arse faced skyward too, the flesh plumped and supported by cushions. Her breasts. A Celtic pattern. It was surely no coincidence that the talisman he had given me also looked Celtic in origin. But when I looked more closely, into the back of the wallet, in very small letters, was impressed what looked like a name. It read, “D.W.E. Fowler”. I don’t know what name I expected to see but this one meant nothing to me and I puzzled over it. The “D” could be “Deryk” alright but was that even his real name – or was the wallet just a coincidence? Maybe it was just an antique wallet.