I remember when I was 17. I had gotten fully dressed up one time whenmy parents were out. I had put on makeup and wore jewellery and even ablack leath...r handbag. I remember wondering how feminine it would be touse a tampon. I remember my hands shaking yet again as I took one outof it's packaging and slowly inserted it.I remember when I was 18 and I found my mum's vibrator. Smooth andgolden, I masturbated it with lubricant, imagining it was a real cock.I remember how cold the lubricated end was. I acted particularly sluggish so that I would be the last one there. Why..? Relief….When all the guys were gone, I ripped my pants off as fast as I could(hey if someone did come in I could just be showering, right? Just had to be sure to hide my dick), grabbed the nearest bar of soap I could find and lubed up my cock. It wasn't the best, but I needed to cum! I turned on one of the showers just right so that I could hide any sounds I made, but still hear anyone coming in.With it done, I finally . I thought to myself this was a good idea.Why not get a massage from someone instead of having to give others a massage all the time. She asked me to undress. I refused at first but she convinced me that I would feel well with my clothes off. Soon she was giving me a rub down which I was thoroughly enjoying. She then asked me to lie on my back so that she could rub me on my chest and abdomen.After sometime I found her playing with my nipples and this was giving me a very ticklish and erotic. My thanks also, to my friend Gloria. There are scenes in this story that are of a fetish nature. I do not apologize for them, but offer the explanation that in the 1930s and 40s in Rome as well as other European countries, internal cleansing was the norm as was analingus. It still goes on today. That said, please continue on and enjoy. * While Rita was praying for forgiveness, Fr Frank was praying for strength to get through his busy day. He knew he wanted to be with Rita. He needed to spend.