Tina owned her own small massage parlor that was located in a retirement community. Her husband Dave worked as a security officer at a local hospital...and worked the night shift starting at 9pm . Tina and Dave never had kids and it was a change for them to have me around on a daily basis. The very first day Tina warned me, “Brad, Dave and I are not too careful about what we wear and sometimes at night I like to sleep naked so don’t be embarrassed.” I always sensed some distance. I knew better than to reply, but did raise an eyebrow."Fine, I'll be there. But this time you'd better be prepared!"The last was said much louder than necessary and I proudly noticed the envious looks from the guys who were conspicuously eating alone.'And to think I used to like eating alone, ' I thought with a smile as I turned in my tray and went off in search of condoms.Claire didn't wait until we were out of camp before grabbing my hand. It was obvious what we had planned for the evening. She swishes her tail, and the tail in the mirror swishes too. She’s got a shirt on now, and it’s form fitted over her still perky milk laden breasts, but her jeans that she had on last night are gone. She feels oddly free to feel so naked from the waste down. After brushing her hair, smiling at herself in the mirror, she heads outside to check the mail and is hit in the neck by something, then everything goes dark. She wakes up in a small room, laying on her side. Her head. Never fathomed to ask him, living in a small midwestern town. I used a stall to a public restroom once and saw a cartoonish like drawing of a guy about to suck some cock and underneath someone wrote how he wanted some young dick to suck off and left a PO Box (before internet). I must've jerked off a thousand times thinking about showing up at some dudes place and all I have to do is just sit there while he sucks me to completion. I never acted out my fantasies in college either, didn't.