"I'm flattered, Fiona. Truly. But this sort of thing can happen to an impressionable young lady like yourself."Oh great. Here comes the lecture. He st...uck the match he had retrieved and lit a citronella candle in its tin bucket. Smoke drifted into my nostrils. I sneezed."Bless you. Because I may not get another chance to ask, what did I do to deserve this very generous amount of your thoughts?" Well..." I gulped. You can’t come out and say you have the hots for him, but is this the best you can. All I said to that was: "Hmm. Okay." Now you want to date me, right?" He said.There was something about the way he said that that seemed---sad---and I'd already come to like Robert, and I didn't want him to be sad. After all, having a small cock like that wasn't his choice. That had been determined by his birth, and his family genetic history; but still, I admit, a four inch erection was...well, not exactly what I would have chosen for a guys cock to fuck."I want to date you, Robert. But, I. I even had a problem with money as I was getting low pocket money and could not go out much.One day when I was hanging out with a few friends, they started talking about how they would do anything to fuck a girl, or get a blowjob and got a nice idea of dressing up as a girl and blowing guys off for money. Like that I could feed my sex drive as well as earn some extra cash to have fun with. From next day i started saving money to buy a wig and girl clothes.By two months by real hardship I. Tentatively I stuck my tongue in for a taste, licking upwards a few times, enjoying her juices, then, becoming more confident, I moved up from where my tongue was slipping into a hot wet hole until I felt the small shape of her clit. This elicited a moan and an arching of her back, so I began making circular motions here, occasionally succeeding in obtaining more moans, though I found it hard to resist the temptation to taste her wettest parts again.While I was busy doing this, Pat was filming,.