" He grinned."Look, Tom, I can't do this anymore." She pleaded.Tom ran his eyes over her legs before they wandered into her cleavage. "There's a way o... settling this, Anna," he said. "But it requires a small favour from you." A favour?" she laughed. "Haven't I done enough favours for you?"Tom moved behind her chair. "You know I've always wanted you," he whispered.Tom slid his hand down her arm gently. "What do you want from me Tom?" she asked grabbing his arm. "I think you know what I want,. I cant have sex with ALL the ladies I massage– even I have a limit to how much I can perform .. Variety is whats keeps me going– along with some hormone therapy I had to take several years ago. Please , explain .. I want to know all about you Dano , so well know where we stand with each other. It was 1990 when I learned I had an enlarged prostate. I had two choices , an operation that could have a negative affect on my sex life, or an alternative they were experimenting with at the time. I. " Helen will kill you, your dad will kill you, and then I'll fucking kill you." Fucking hell!" he laughed, "What, all three of you?" Yes mate." Okay."The vicar cleared his throat as Helen stood beside me, she mouthed softly that she loved me and I felt the tears welling up as I looked at her. Never mind that she was extremely sexually aware, never mind about the sex I'd enjoyed with her. Put to one side the dirty sex she'd indulged in with mum or Karen, at that moment she was a shy young bride,. I ran back up to my room and masturbated again.Wednesday came around and I rode to my lesson, sat at the piano and did my test. Again Miss Miller had a large grin when I was done. She did her scribbling in her book, and undid her buttons. This time she did THREE buttons and I could see more of her breasts.The five minutes ended and we did the lesson; me with a raging hard on the entire time. The lesson ended, I got my sheet and raced home to masturbate.The next week was the same, but this.