There would be more and harsher tests, more serious, more rewarding. Conquering shame always proved to be a stubborn key to open the first Gate of the...Journey."There were about five customers at the shop, all dirty old men I guess, quite confused to see me running in stark naked," Anna went on, chuckling at the memory. "The guy behind the counter was younger, though, and tough-looking; shaved skull and lots of tattoos. He took his time explaining the different types and shapes of his dildo. “Pleath Pleath Mummy” he muttered while still sucking on his bottle.He felt her hands run across the front of his frilly pink satin plastic lined baby pants; he instinctively arched up a little so he could get the smallest sensation of her hand on his little member. She smiled at him in a conspiratorial way. She lightly held the top of the plastic pants and pulled them up so they tightened and pressed his wet nappy onto his little excitement. Hardly believing it could be happening he writhed. The look on her face as the door opened was a picture. There stood Duncan, jeans around his hips, prick in hand and happily wanking along to the sound of the bed as it bounced up and down in time with the loving couple copulating on it."Ooh, should I come back another time?" Why not, come in and join us," came the reply from a female voice within.Amanda looked at Duncan; Duncan looked at Amanda."Nothing ventured," she said, then shrugged off her coat, stepped out of her heels, and padded into. “I can’t wait to tell Bronwyn all about tonight” she gushed and we hugged and fell into a deep sleep. I guess I was pleased that I was the one to pop her bum cherry and not some stranger. It was several nights later when she again wanted to try anal sex in readiness for what this swinger group party might serve up.The day arrived and we were both excited. Ruth shaved her pussy and encouraged me to shave “down there” as well. I did it to please her. She loved it. We talked about what may lie.