I know you must be thinking what pathetic loser lives his life like that. My answer is no one lives like that and neither did I. I died the day I foun... the gifts l sent to Sue left at my doorsteps. I have been existing but only because I was too weak to take my own life. I know this letter will give you many sleepless nights but really, you were just kids who did not know better. Don't beat yourself over it.I have lived through many nights when I would think that people offered mercy to rabid. Her long legs were laid out straight, one seemed to cross the other slightly, showing a hint of what appeared to be knickers. Until she opened them to adjust her seated position then I realised what I thought were knickers where her auburn pubes, they were neatly trimmed too.“oh my god” I thought my friends were right! How could I have doubted them? But n my mind I thought of the sign warning of nude bathers, so really I shouldn’t have been shocked or surprised at what led before my eyes. Once. Feeling myself clenching my fists trying to hold back, trying to not get too worked up over this. I know it sounds stupid but I wanted the feeling to continue, I wanted to stretch it out. This sensation was determined to push me over the edge, but I didn’t want to go over yet. Jason’s blowing made it feel like waves were being made inside of me. It sent shivers down my spine. Heightening the sensation and my making me squirm more and more out of pure pleasure, letting out more and more whimpers. In his response, he said that he was happily married but missed the exhilaration of meeting a new person and the thrill of discovering a new body and that he found my photo and bio very attractive.Out of curiosity I wrote back asking him how he would discover my body. The next day I got a response detailing how he would explore my body with his hands, his tongue, and described his ‘member’ and how he would use it. He showed confidence in what he was writing and a clear knowledge of what he was.