I did of course know the difference between boys and girls and was fascinated to stare at his willy when we bathed together. Sometimes he would fiddle...with it and make it big which amazed me. However I didnt think anything of this at the time. When I was about eleven I found myself more often rubbing against the bedclothes when I was in bed at night. I dont know why, but it felt rather nice and it was especially nice when I rubbed myself with my pillow. I used to pretend it was a boy and wrap. That like to dress up in women pantie and play with my 2 dildo so one day I got on my computer and put a picture up in me in some sexy pantie and said LOOKING FOR SOME BIG DICK and as soon I post it I got 8 hits so I start to talk and telling the I need a the biggest dick on here so a white guy put up a picture of his dick and I was like WOW that big so I start to hook it up so I can have that he must b horny as me he give me his number so I can call him so I call him and give him the in for. I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What the hell is going on? This ain't the warm and fuzzy welcome we expected." I know. Seriously, I don't understand. I told Sheila's assistant that you were coming with me, and she said, 'Great, the more, the merrier.’”We could hear the muffled voices, but not the words, of two women engaged in a heated discussion in the next room. The conversation ended abruptly, and a moment later Sheila entered the office with another woman in tow."Your presence. ”I made a mental note of what she had said and then, something came out of my mouth that I couldn’t believe. I told her, “Wear your PJs.”“What?” she asked under her breath.“Wear your PJs!” I demanded emphatically.“But…”she protested.“DO IT!” I ordered her.She didn’t say another word, but walked off to meet some of her friends.My God, where did that come from and why was I so demanding? What will she do?The rest of the day and that evening, I was in a constant state of arousal. The thought of.