But I decided that it would be better if I didn't know who I’d be sucking off.The room went quiet and with each passing minute I grew more anxious. ...weat bubbled on my palms and I could hardly swallow. It was nearly five o'clock and the thought crossed my mind that the men had simply decided to leave without making use of the glory hole. Maybe today just wasn't my day. I was left with mixed feelings.I was relieved that I could possibly avoid this strange situation — but, on the other hand, I. .. ah... a little nervous." Mary?" Yes honey?" Ummmm, do you still like sex?"Mary began laughing, got up on one elbow and looked over at me. "That's cute Robbie. Why wouldn't I like sex? Do you like sex?" Well I... sure, I mean I do... but I really haven't had sex. But at your age?" My age? What the hell do you mean my age? Do you think that people stop having or liking sex as they get older? I can see that I am going to have to educate you on the subject of sex." Mary, I'm sorry. I really. Now, I didn’t get tanked, but I did have a couple of beers and was feeling playful, so I simply thought, {Horny!}to everyone there. Shortly thereafter, couples began to sneak off to unoccupied rooms of the house to boff their brains out. After a bit the bedrooms and the den were all occupied, and I had had another beer, and decided to liven things up some more for the four couples left, including Jean and me.{Horny! Now! Here!}It started off calmly enough, with girls necking with their dates. I. Then I pulled down my knickers and lifted up my skirt. My brother looked at it closely and then spat on the ground.'That's disgusting!' he said. 'It makes me want to puke just looking at that dirty cunt of yours.'I understood exactly how he felt. It made ME feel the same whenever I had to look at it - at bathtime or when I was getting dressed or undressed. 'I'm sorry,' I said. 'I know it's disgusting but I just can't help it. I was born with that horrible thing between my legs and I wish I.