" Like what?" Well you might think it's fucked up, but forced fantasies. Sometimes with people I'm not meant to."I was genuinely curious now. What did...she mean?" With people you're not meant to?" Yeah like when I was in school I fantasied about teachers a lot. Now that I'm a bit older, married men and women (I like the danger of getting caught). People in positions of authority. A couple of family members."My heart stopped for a second time tonight."Family members? Like your Dad or something?". "Parker's not here!" one of them behind the bed yelled."But we all saw him land there," another man reminded the others of their earlier eavesdropping. "He's got to be around here someplace. Parker's a slick cop, but he's not magic."They started to form a more comprehensive search. However, it was aborted with dramatic suddenness."Don't move, you bastards," the voice of the search's object filled the room like the hiss of a steam-pipe. "I can waste any one of you right from where I'm. .. but for years afterward Aunt Fanny would meet him in the toilet, remove her knickers and allow him to sniff them if he promised to jack off in front of her. She would sometimes take the opportunity to slip one, then two fingers up into his ass and pump his cock with her free hand, while he clutched her panties to his face, deeply inhaling her musky odor, until such point as he practically exploded with cum. It was all a bit messy, but Aunt Fanny seemed happy to lick the cum off Julian,. ”“I’m taking speech this year. It’s so hard for me to interact with people unless I have my flute between us. That’s why I like talking to you. I never feel like I need to talk louder or be more assertive. You always pay attention. But I’ll get better at public speaking. It’s just hard.”“I understand. Maybe I listen better because the other girlfriends have beaten it into me. I don’t think I’m that great my...” Cindy cut me off through the expedient of pressing her lips to mine and her tongue.