Oh, Peter what do you mean? Angie looked utterly horrified. To be blunt your dress sense has become non-existent our sex life pretty much the same, ma...ing our relationship pretty insecure. But I thought you loved me? Angie blurted out her voice now sounding fearful. Of course I love you, Angie but we both have needs. My need is to have you back the way you were. Before Katie was born, you were a fun loving exciting woman — the woman I married. Now you are the complete opposite. Angie went. Much to my annoyance, my natural eyes usually make people stare, and I absolutely hate the attention. So instead of suffering through all that bullshit, I normally wear dark brown contacts. I had worn them, but had had to remove them, for they were uncomfortable on the long journey from the Northwest Territories. ‘Val!’ my cousin shouts from 30 feet away, the OTHER side of the massive crowd of students. When I don’t try to make my way through claustrophobic mass, he starts waving his massive,. When I turned the corner from the DVDs, I got to the toys section of the shop. Instead of pussies now, it was row upon row of cocks. Such a variety of size and every colour; natural tans and blacks; pinks, silvers, smooth, ribbed, veined. I kept walking along, scanning the shelves my eyes getting wider, my heart thumping in my chest. At some point I must have reached out, in a haze, to touch one of the dildos. It was absolutely enormous, but quite life-like—I mean I guess it was; I had never. So natasha gave me her underwear as she was wearing leggings and i a little black dress next i remeber was the leader was begging me to go out into the hall with him saying he needed to talk to me, so i went he got meto sit nex to him while he praised my stamina and my body he told me he wanted to fuck me more i refused he got out his cock and requested a blow job he was desperate to feel my mouth around him again and for some reason i did it i took his cock in my hand and let my mouth slide.