How can I serve you this evening?” It seemed like my best Brothel Madame interpretation.One of the old men looked up from his menu and eyed me up a...d down, “A fresh, young student.” The other men ogled me in unison, all eyes on my pubic hair. One man reached out to run a finger through the hair and I managed to avoid flinching and jerking back as he tickled the tuft.“I’ll have a number six and a light beer.” I scribbled quickly, remembering the man’s face.The other men ordered and I thanked. We had a couple of pints and a bag of pork scratchings each, and then I walked her home.She shared some top floor rooms in a nice Victorian three-storey terrace house with two other girls. It was definitely a cut above the house I shared!She gave me a peck on the cheek as we said goodbye at her door."Thanks, I enjoyed that. I hope it made your day better?" It most certainly did. Thanks for listening; I'd love to do that again." So would I. See you soon. Night night!"I walked home happily. Sian. ” I said firmly.Elisha didn’t waste more time trying to persuade me as she was transfixed by the hole in my wall.I sat there pouting for a few minutes before relenting to my instinctive curiosity and getting down on my knees by the other hole.I marveled at my cousin Jeff’s finely sculpted body. And although I hadn’t seen a penis before I had an instinctive feeling he was well endowed.He must have stood there for a good 10 minutes drying off before putting on his pajamas and turning out the. She kissed him, gently explaining again about the money, how important it was but that it was not the real reason, had he not understood it was what she needed, it was her d**g her desire, her need, her essential to her very life. He said he was worried, not that she would be hurt, that was inevitable, but that he would not be able to stand to watch, to break down and well, that he would intervene. Penny thoughtfully said that “it would be up to him, no need to make a decision yet the.