At heart I´m a headless chicken running round not being able to grasp that I´m dead since I´m headless.’ ‘Better headless than heartless.’ �...I hope so. I do no permanent damage and I´m cute in small doses. What´s that bird?’ ‘I dunno, a small grey one. I´m not really all that birdish. I like looking at them but I hardly ever know what I am looking at. You´ll come to the gig tonight, won´t you?’ ‘Sure. I know some who would revoke my cred-nerd-card for going, but fuck that.’ ‘Wow! I´m flattered. Women worked the wool, carding and spinning and weaving. They made baskets and clothes and pottery, and they cooked. c***dren looked after the herds and grew the vegetables. The only man I knew well was my father. Of course I had seen naked boys, but I thought little about them. Their cocks and balls seemed ugly and awkward to me, unlike a woman’s neatly hidden pussy. I supposed that someday I would get married and have babies, as all women did, but I was in no hurry to do so. Boys had their. When her friend, Emma Jameson had told her that she used to look at Wolff's willy when she was only eight, she became immensely jealous, jealous enough, in fact to ask Wolff to show her his willy. He had then surprised her by admitting that he found her attractive. She found this difficult to believe, that a full grown man, an old man really as he used to go out with her friend's mother, although she didn't see him as old, would like a skinny, no tits girl like her. She didn't believe him,. Sure enough next day a hole appeared. I could not wait to test it out so on the next nice day I was out there, naked, feet facing the fence waiting. After a few minutes I heard Brian close to the fence, breathing heavily. I said "Brian, do you want to use the glory hole". He said "god yes". I said "ok you know what to do". Straight away a Long, thick semi erect penis was poked through the hole. I dropped to my knees and took it into my mouth. I heard Brian moan and he said, "fucking hell Kath,.