Otherwise you don't eat, you don't drink and you get very cold tonight. Because of you we aren't traveling as fast as before and it will take at least...one more night." What do you want to know?" No! You think of something I want to know. I'm not going to tell you and if it's something I know already you're out of luck. Start thinking. You still haven't told us who you are. Start with that." Margaret Thatcher." No, I'm a history buff and you're not English."I got her to her feet and retied the. There was more silence from Cathy then with a hint of joy in her voice she said, "So, does it excite you to be fucking her while you are talking to me?" I answered "Yes." Then she asked, "If it had been someone else calling would you still be talking to them?" I answered "No, not at all."She asked if I was still talking to her because I had a fantasy about fucking her. I said honestly, "yes." She started off then. "Really! That's great! I have imagined your cock going into my wet pussy. I fought with that friend, and apparently won the hand of the girl who I was certain to be a virgin. I did not learn, until she was 17, that the first boyfriend had fucked her. It was years later that I found out about his size, the frequency of their fucking, and what her body had learned. That body had learned that all such sensation was a minimum standard. Now, think back to the possessive hormonally insane teenage years. There was no way that I would have let that old friend near that. We could see about eight boys playing football in the distance, Paul was there , I also new all the others, Paul saw us and waved me over , Kate and sally carried on walking on, Paul ran up to me and asked why I hadn’t been in school, as Kate’s voice rang out , we will be back at ten I just waved at her I told Paul I hadn’t felt good but was fine now We kicked the ball around for half hour , when we finished i invited Paul back , he eagerly excepted we had a drink when we got him, I told him.