I will smile, and be delightful, and charm them all by keeping my eye on the prize. Each of them looks like $3 million to me. You should remember that...I have done more things while I was younger, naked and smiling as I was toyed with by more repulsive men, with my father knowing what I was doing. A few times he even saw me being used, when the con required it. Unlike those times, when I performed faultlessly, nobody will be pointing their guns or cocks at me tonight. I can keep focus.”I knew. The alcohol buzz is gone."After my drink, Akira tugged on the rectal string again and I guess somehow determined I was ripe. "Bear down!" Resi commanded, and it felt like taking a major shit when Akira pulled out what I assumed was a spongey mess. And then I was quickly re-plugged, only this time the insertion felt soft and easy. "Smaller size?" I mumbled. Resi had returned to massaging my back. "Different shape," she whispered back, "It's called a torpedo in the sex shops. The first one's. So by six thirty pm the whole family returned to the cottage; and after a light tea they sat around in the private back garden simply chilling in the last rays of the fine summer day's light. Suddenly they heard Derek's dulcet tones from the other side of the garden gate and Cassie flew to open it allowing Derek to lead in two young men.Derek called the Bell family over and made the introductions; "Hi everyone, this is my eldest son, Gareth, aged 17 and his brother Simon aged 14. Both my boys. I said, “Gwen, this is a new you.”“You are to blame,” she countered.“How so?” I asked.“I have been jealous of your lifestyle forever. You always are so happy.”“You seemed happy,” I said concerned.“I have not been for a long time,” she said solemnly.“You know, I am most happy when I am hanging out with you,” I admitted.“You are?”“Of course. I love teaching, I love spending time with my family and I love hanging out with you. My sex life is just another part of who I am. I enjoy it, but it only.