”As it turned out mother reformed her drinking by only doing it once every three or four weeks and then only on a Friday. Ella showed her disapprov...l by refusing to speak to her. Mother turned to me and I decided that Ella was right. When mother found there was no one to listen to her she would go to her room and shout at the walls. On those nights I would go to my sister’s room and fall asleep with her hands over my ears.Then one day the spring before I turned 15, I came home to find my. Thanks."He took the note and nodded sympathetically. "Take care, laddie." You, too, Jack."I drove off. A glint of sun blinded me temporarily - at least it had to be something like that to make my eyes water the way they did.Colin had been stalwart in filling in for me. He briefed me on the story so far and took me to meet the other team. They were duly sympathetic about my plight and commiserated with me about being stuck in some god-forsaken village all this time. I said little, merely smiling. They felt so real. Too real. I felt like the dirtiest slut waking up every morning with panties soaked from the imaginary fucking in every position and place that I would get 3 or 4 nights in a week. If this was what he did to me in my dreams what the hell would he do to me in person??? I had to have him. It was a required need. I began to wear provocative tank tops that showed the curve of my heaving breasts, shorts that would entice him into looking directly at the forms of the fabric. The first guy walked in. Totally naked. A meaty, about 8" cock sticking straight out. I immediately started salivating. I found out later that there were 5 girls that were hired just to get all these guys hard in the back room.I won't bore you with the description of each guy. But yes 8" was really the smallest. One by one they came out. All naked, all in really good shape, I was happy to see. At this point, I'm just overwhelmed. I'm completely soaked. Then the last guy comes out. Holy. Shit..