" But having a doll like that will help us practice," said Sandra."What about clothes?" asked Julia. "Emily would like some new clothes."Jessica took ...ulia's advice and went to see if there were clothesavailable. They had to be compatible with her doll of course. But it wasa case of just looking. They all came out of the store empty handed,something that they didn't like."Ok, we'll just go and find Anne now," said Julia. "I hope she's finishedwhat she was doing?"Sticking together, they went. I dont think Ive ever felt more alone. Mum was happy to play stupid games and dress me up like some doll but any mention of menstruation – a REAL symbol of my approaching womanhood – and she just clammed right up. She was more scared of my body than I was. And now here I am. The peak of my sexuality. Its time I learned to love this body. In fifteen or twenty years time the smooth skin will stretch and sag and wrinkle. My hair will turn grey. *** (IN HER MIND SHE URGES) Lying alone in the. Vashti was pretty much all the woman she needed. Although she had no doubt that she was a lesbian, Nadezhda was addicted not only to her lover but also to her lover's penis. She'd never known such a thing so intimately before. It was women and women only that attracted her, although these days the pleasure of that cock in her mouth and its thrusts in her cunt inclined her to look at men in a fresh light. But however much men might be in possession of an organ that had given her so much. ” I mouthed, letting the towel drop down my face and onto the sodding floor, my hands grabbing at her hips, spinning and pressing her against the wet tiles. She looked at me seductively, her hand still grinding my cock up and down between her pussy, her mouth opening slightly and her lips shuddering with every trace of my dick up and down her.“Immmmm.” she groaned, her hand expertly teasing the both of us and biting her lip as our foreheads met and leaned against one another.Sinking my head.