I felt like I was under a microscope. "You want to tell me about it?" Not really." I sighed. "It's really all Tami's fault. She had this really bad da... last year and her shoulder muscles were tied in knots. Anyway I went home with her..." I told Robbie everything. About massages that led to other things. About Paula and the sex lessons. About Alana and her friends."You've had a hell of a year." Yeah." Tami stopped talking to me. An owl got killed just for living. I'd discovered I was capable of. I know how much he loves to be turned on visually', but this seemed to be a discussion that was already decided: sex after 30 does not exist. I feel myself turning pink in the cheeks just thinking about it.......and I also am experiencing a very damp sensation in my panties. I got up to refill everyone's cup and was thinking 'for heaven's sake! You're acting like a young girl who has just reached puberty....pull yourself together!'We sat around drinking coffee and making more 'woman talk'. ” Tamara nodded. Her collapsed demeanour caught Owen’s attention. He stroked her hair and cheek. She flashed her eyes up wildly at him. She waited for him to speak on bated breath. Her mind tumbled with imaginary promises. “I’m not your sir. I’m Owen and I’ll love you as much as you can love me.” Her heart fluttered. She ignored Zera.“Sir’s a bit stiff.” He said. “If its a direct order, we’ll say ‘Yes, Master.’” He looked over Zera. He looked of Tamara. “Agreed?”“Yes, Master.” Tamara mumbled.. Gerald was on his back, and April had just climbed on top of him, impaling herself on his cock. “I don't know why I let you talk me into this again,” she said as she began to raise and lower herself. “I'm totally paranoid that your mom is going to come bursting through the door any second.” “You weren't too paranoid to have a huge orgasm a minute ago,” Gerald said. He put his hand on her belly, lightly rubbing the ball of his thumb over her clit. April moaned, closing her eyes and smiling..