. or used to," she added."I suppose," I replied."And Aroha will be here and I know she likes you," Tracey giggled."She's OK," I replied, thinking that...actually Aroha wasn't bad at all, a part Maori girl with a lovely figure courtesy of her Pakeha (not Maori, usually European) mother."She wants me to ask you if you'll go out with her," Tracey admitted."What?" I asked, confused as until twenty seconds ago I didn't even know that Aroha liked me."Go out, you know, date, make out, root, marry, have. Once more the half smile was in evidence. Latimerthought she knows I have a stash of female clothes, accessories and make-up, well I'm not going to hide it, we will go and collect it."OK," said Latimer, "I could do with collecting a few essential itemsfrom my Flat, could we make a detour to Soho." That raised Glynis'eyebrows; Soho was rather notorious for its seedy clubs, prostitutes,pornographic bookshops and bars where Fleet Street journalists hung out.Latimer gave the taxi driver the address. ‘But why? Why do I stand here with my thumb on the second button not knowing what to do? Am I a whore or not? Do I want what I’ve always wanted or not? Have I just had too much sex? Is it that dick I just had? Is it finally the one that will satisfy me? I mean, I’ll never find another one like Dr. K’s. Never.’ She grinned at the memory, she felt bad about it but the grin persisted. ‘What – a – fucking – monster! I swear I felt the ridge suck at the walls of my cunt on the way out.’ But the. As I thought now was the time to pretend to get sick, I felt my pussy being penetrated. I gasped. My mouth came open in surprise as it did Rob put his hands on my head and pushed it to his cock. I didnt know who was behind me, but they had their hands on my hips and their rock-hard cock buried deep in my pussy. The cock felt bigger than what I was use to and I let out a moan as his cock slide in me. One of his friends watching shouted encouragement to Darren and knowing who was fucking me got.