Yes, I was a loner. I sheltered inside my defences and any attempt to touch on the personal was immediately repelled. I was still nursing the wound th...t Glen had inflicted on me, a wound that would not heal. In all this, and as I looked out from my bastion with suspicion, trusting no one, I was not only a loner, but also lonely. There is a difference between being a loner and being lonely. Some people seem to be made to be loners, just as people like nuns and priests seem to be made for. I was absolutely besotted by him. He was all I thought about. Walking far upstream one day Andrew said we should explore a little used track.When we were in quite deep and far from anyone he turned to me.“Would you show me your dick if I asked?” he said.Finally this was my chance. “Only if I can see yours”, I replied.Slowly he pulled his shorts down until his cock sprang out. It was small, rock hard, hairless, about 3 inches in length with a foreskin that completely covered the head, and as. Her orgasm was imminent. Wendy could hear any slight sound echoing off the restroom tile. She stifled a moan as her orgasm crashed over her like waves crashing on a beach. It had been a long time since Wendy had made herself orgasm so quickly with her hand alone. Her favorite form of masturbation was typically a monkey rocker or vibrators.Wendy got dressed, primped and returned to her office. Moments later she received a message notification.Jason: OMG! WHO DIS!KWen: I thought you might like a. The first thing she did was look in the telephone book for the address of Smith’s Weapons. She learned it was only a half block from Kelly’s.Nicole closed the drapes, turned up the heat, took a quick hot shower and climbed her nude body into bed. She watched a little television until the news was over. She turned off the set and lights, she immediately fell asleep.The next morning Nicole showered, dressed in her slut clothes and walked to Smith’s.“Z sent me,” she said once she was alone with.