In boarding school I came into contact with girls and found I loved being in their company. I suspected back then I had more testosterone than they di..., my breasts were small and my nipples longer, my hips were strait and my limbs muscular, and I excelled at athletics.My bone structure like my buttocks were my stand out features, and my sex drive was legendary, they called me the 'Fingering Queen', and I was proud of it.Some of the girls were beautiful and in love with me. They were rounded. .."She laid a long-nailed finger across his lips. In an instant it seemed as if his senses returned to him, and he began to notice the warmth and softness of her, the unnamable feminine sense of her, the smell of cigarette smoke and Chanel No. 5. It was intoxicating.His eyesight wasn't betraying him - her head wasn't getting larger. It was that her face was getting closer to his own. Closer, and closer...***The Music was all. It flowed through him, around him, he floated in it. It fed him and. Lowering me at the foot of the bed he told me to strip. His thick hands quickened the process by feverishly unwrapping me.Once I was naked, his face lit up.“Jesus… you are fucking perfect, David, nothing turns me on more than a small body like yours,” he enthused.For the next several minutes I felt like a Ming vase that had just been purchased by an adoring art collector. His hands caressed me in a state of wonder. My head, shoulders, neck, and torso were fondled by his excited paws. The look. Not only did she freely and willingly and what he thought was a happy time for his daughter as she got totally undressed for her daddy and they played around. And did they ever she recalled well. When she took off that bra, he was soooo delighted that he showed her how incredibly wonderful it was to have her breasts felt, kissed, sucked on, and also when he milked them for all they were worth as he sucked on her nipples almost all the damn time. Ohhh she loved it, knowing someone, even her.