“Very much so,” Tim replied.“I will do anything that is required of me for any of the club members, and will do my best to please them sexually,...�� Kristi said, softly and submissively, while Tim was putting on his clothes.“I have no doubt that you will succeed at that,” Tim admitted.“However, there is something about Kristi’s normal state that you need to be aware of. She likes girls, not boys,” Kristi, in her altered state, said.“Are you saying that she is a lesbian?” Tim asked.“She is not. I blamed the pregnancy hormones. Sometimes she would get angry with me for the smallest of things. She had the weirdest cravings, pickles dipped in peanut butter, sour milk (she used to hate sour milk) and the worst of all dirt, yes dirt. She would send me to bring dirt from anthills specifically so that she could eat it. One time she woke me up at 2 am saying she wanted ice cream. If she wasn’t my besty im sure I would have murdered her right then, nobody absolutely nobody interrupted my. "We went into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" What am I doing what?" With Matty." He's an asshole. Mike was asking me a question and he startedbloviating...over me. What would you expect me to do?" Don't curse, please." How would you describe him?" Just ignore him. Grandma Rosie would've said ignore him." You know what, ma? Enough. Maybe she had the patience of Job, but Idon't. All day he says something stupid and I'm supposed to ignore him.He's a sexist, racist putz and I should. Like I was filled up, and I really liked it. But of course I came right about then, so I didn't get to explore as much as I would have liked. Oh well next time. Maybe.Anal play wasn't a thing for me yet at that young age. Just once in a while, and then never very seriously - that initial uncomfortable feeling would turn me off every time. But a few days later I was reading and chilling and thought about masturbating, and the "fulfilled" feeling came to mind, so I decided to try again.This time.