Pauly set up his family projector using one of his blank bedroom walls as a screen, locked his door, closed the blinds and loaded the little grey plas...ic reel. As we usually did when we got together, we both stripped down to our BVDs. We sat on the bed and watched in fascination our first real porn. (In those days, porn wasn’t readily available and was limited to either a few “nudist family “magazines where all the good body parts were air brushed out; the Sears catalog women’s underwear. "OOO ahhhhh oh yes. Yes Sir. That one was a good hard one. Thank you Sir. My bottom stings so bad for you Sir. You can spank my large fat bottom as many times as you want Sir." Oh I intend to you bad bad girl. Stick your bottom up and keep it up or else. By the way Susan, do you know what I'm going to make you do once your spanking is over?" Susan thought he could do anything to her he wanted to do. If only he would give her another good hard smack on her bad girls bottom. "Hmmmm, no Sir.". " "No way, Neal! If my mom found out, she would kill both of us! My dad, too!" I started stomping around in frustration. "C'mon, Bill! I can't pass this up! Listen, if your mom is at one of her meetings on, say, Thursday, we could both leave school early and meet up here. And I'll ask the whore to give you a sex lesson, too. How about it? We both'll get some real pussy!" Well, Bill was not that easy to convince. Took me ten minutes to finally get him to agree to ask his mom what her schedule. She tried several out but liked “C-B-C” spelled out. It stood for “CB Cunnie”. The last word was a pet name her husband used as a nicer variation of the more vulgar “cunt”. He’d say she was his “favorite cunnie”. She’d wondered, but never pursued, whether that meant she was his only, as in your only sibling was your “favorite”, or whether she compared favorably with other women.So C-B-C hit the airwaves, feeling a bit wicked as she developed one-time chats or regular ones with commuters and.