Why do you think people like your mom are so against the Pill? It turns good girls into sluts. That's the God's honest truth." Wow," Alina breathed, r...lieved beyond all measure. It's not me! she thought. It's the Pill!"Yep," Heather smiled. "You're still a good girl, trust me. You're not a slut or anything."Alina's smile faded a bit. "Then ... why do you always call me that?" A slut? Well, the guys like that for some reason," Heather explained. "Remember, when I'm around I'm trying to get them. “I ummm don’t think she should be doing that in here Sir.” The driver said. “She won’t spill a drop. Will you my slut?” I shook my head no. “Your cab will be fine if that’s what you’re worried about.” “If you’re sure she won’t let any drip on the seat.” Master John started pumping my head up and down on his cock as it got harder in my mouth. I felt his cock hit the back of my mouth and there was still more to take in. “You like what you see driver? I see you watching my slut.” “Well ummm … yes. Quickly, he moves than aside. Smooth skin, slick with her need, meets his questing fingers. They run from her ass, teasing her there in the cool air along to the top of her opening. He finds her clit, and circles it. “I want to taste you. Come here.” She straddles his head, and lowers herself delicately to his waiting mouth. Greedily, he starts to use his tongue and mouth on her. Hands grip her hips. Slipping along, into, around....teasing her clit, his tongue circles, teases and then bores. To most people and friends, I gave the impression that I was dead straight! well kind of, I had gone into public toilets and wanked while reading the naughty stories that would be written on the walls in those days, I would also toss off at some of the gay stories and letters published in Forum.My breakup had not been easy and my ex said to me “...you be honest with any girl in the future and tell them that you are bisexual.” I understand that now and it was advice I followed and pleased I.