I said it was ok – not brilliant but it had a strange taste unlike anything I could liken it too but it didn't have a bad taste – just unusual.She...said would you do it again.I said for sure – I really had fun with having his hard cock in there and the cum is ok.Then Mike said to Tony – have you ever tasted your own.He blushed and said once – I jacked off and lay on the floor with my feet over my head and when I came it spurted everywhere but I got some in my mouth, it tasted weird.Mike laughed. “I don’t have to prove anything to you.”“I think you are a lesbian.”“I am not a lesbian.”“How many men have you had?”“None of your business.”“None?”“No!”“How many?”“I’m not telling you.”“Lesbian.”“I am not a lesbian.”“Let’s go to bed and you can prove it.”“I am not going to bed with you. Not now. Not ever. I am going to tell mother you are not allowed in the house.”“You are worse than a lesbian. You are a scared lesbian.”“I am not scared of you.”“Okay. Kiss me and prove it.”I sighed. “If I kiss. .and here she was smiling atme…..my heart was beating wildly as I struggled to catch my breath. She came close to me and offered me her hand…..her perfume envelopedme as I tenderly held her hand….first with one and then enveloped itwith my other hand. She got a little conscious and told me that peoplewere staring and that she had to be careful as she was married and fromthe same city. I gathered myself and released her hands. She started walking with meand started showing me around…. How that. Nanny then suggested a self-portrait drawing of him standing in his cotlooking towards a closed door; intended to represent the Nursery door."Use your right hand, this time," she allowed. David worked hard andcarefully at this new task, knowing that sloppy work would result in itall being torn up. Then he would have to start all over again. He'dexcelled at art at school and in the marketing courses at University. Heeventually achieved a reasonable result; half-child, half-adult inquality. A.