A long long time ago at the age of thirteen a young male c***d,while in the shower discovered he could cum.this feeling felt so good he would do it ov...r and over again.little did he know what his fate would be.as he got older his curiosity begin to get the best of him.he needed to know what this milky white fluid was that was pump out of dick each time he made himself cum.he needed to know more about his body.he had heard many things while eaves dropping on adults.now he needed more.he needed. She got to her normal area and got off. She then started her normal night work, walking two blocks to the dark corner with the overhead streetlight out, and waited. She was wearing a long tan overcoat, which was covering her from neck to ankles. Under it, she wore a knee-length black skirt with a button-up green blouse. She wore no bra, only panties under her work clothes. She had $10 in her purse, her bus pass and ATM card, a fake ID, a small tube of KY, and a box of condoms. She rarely needed. I got out a class bowl and put an inch and a half thick slice of Velveeta in the bowl. Next I put a heaping tablespoon of mayo in accompanied by a tablespoon of sour cream. A teaspoon of regular mustard and a squeeze of lemon finished it off. I zapped it in the microwave for a minute then whipped it together, it would be heated again prior to serving. I would wait until Sally got home. Where was she? Finding a plastic container for the broccoli I set it aside to be cooked later. I took the hens. "This is unbelievable." he said, his voice still racing with animation. "Everyone back at school reads your stuff - both the guys and the girls. I even wrote you a few fan letters and you answered them. Who'd have believed I was emailing the lady down the block. I'm [email protected]"Cathy smiled as she recognized the name. His letters had been quite good and showed a smart young man with quite an imagination. He'd even shared a few of his fantasies.The smile faded as Cathy recalled what.