" Sally bent over and stepped out of her bikini bottoms, exposing her neatly trimmed blond public hair. She looked up at me smiling. "Yes, I am a natu...al blond," she told me. I was, however, paying more attention to the copious cleavage that her hanging breasts, still covered by her white bikini top, were displaying for my enjoyment. Sally, as if sensing my focus, stayed bending down and quickly untied her top and threw it aside. Her freed breasts dangled down and separated slightly much to my. I say "cock" or "dick" instead of erection or whatever. I may often use casual cursing. My shit's a bit different than the same ol thing, and not for everybody. If you're an average erotica reader, or uppity "grammar Nazi", you may not like it. If you're into strippers, hardcore pornography, or raunchy unashamed aggressive sexuality in general, and like "over the top" stories, then feel free to read and let me know what you think.)11:39 PM. Friday night. I gathered my breath really nervously as. One evening she came to my flat for diner. After we had dined and winedwe sat on the sofa and I told her my story from the beginning.When I was finished I told her, "I love you so much and want to marryyou but you needed to know all about me" Nothing you have told me changes anything," she started. "Your femininenature has been clear to me for the first time we met and I love you forit." One thing I should make clear right away, I'll be wearing the whitegown on our wedding day."I laughed.. And they threw the book at me. Six months in prison, on the sex-offenders register, and obviously I’m not allowed anywhere near a school anymore ... Museums are fun though...”Cut to her in the museum again, this time infront of an exhibit showing some Vikings with a large fish and big smiles. “Viking men on long sea voyages, “ she tells her captive audience, “would often use these fish for their own pleasure...” She mimes laying a fish out infront of her crotch and humping it as if she was a.