" He sighed and ran the fingers of his free hand through his hair. "So have I impressed you yet?" Yes," Amanda said frankly. "Not the job stuff, I rea...ly don't care about that. But it sounds like you had a few pretty rough years. A lot of people would become bitter and cynical after that, but I don't think that happened to you. I mean the way your coworkers kept going back to talk with you tonight; it's obvious that they like you. And sitting here with me you seem like a pretty nice guy." Her. My turn... truth or dare.Truth.Have you ever masturbated, when, where and how?HEY, that's a four part question.So..... elaborate...Have you ever masturbated, when, where and how?Yes, whenever I'm horny no matter where I'm at. Usually twice a day. I could rub my fuckin' pussy more until it's raw but then I might not be able to pleasure my pussy the next day.Umm... where? Everywhere, all over the house, at school in the shower looking at the other girls, it turned me on hoping they were watching.. I touched her breasts.Then she cried a lot. At that time I kept my hand on her dress. A hard nipple was touched to my finger. I felt very happy but she won’t. Later she went to her home. After a week I called her she talked normally. Then we talk a bit deeper about sex. I asked her to do sex. But she refused. Then onward she came to my home regularly for every 15 days. Then I press her breasts on dress. It was a bit hard. But I feel happy. At that time I had cummed my gum. On another day we two. So I just waited until the owner came back. (Me being nosey) I waited for ages and was going to go home when a woman came into view with a little white Scotty dog. She was about 60 – 65. Not very tall and quite plump. She was wearing one of those raincoats 1950's detectives used to wear. I thought 'shit' she was just taking her dog for a walk. Then I noticed her shoes. They were not dog walking shoes. They were black stilettos. She noticed me sitting in my car and got into her car but she.