After several minutes, she gave up and turned the TV off. She looked at me and then asked "Would you like a blow job?"I was totally stunned, I tried t... hide my shock as I said shakingly "Ok!" I couldn't get over how nonchalantly she said it. She stood up, took my hand and pulled me into her bedroom. I scanned the surroundings and noticed her computer on a small desk, she had clothes all over the bed, dresser and floor. Her bedroom windows were open and sunlight filled the room. She sat down on. She started her bath and poured in a bit of COCO Chanel No. 5 Bubble Bath and turned to the mirror to clean her face. She stepped into the warm, sweet smelling foam of her bath and luxuriated in it for a short time before scrubbing herself clean. She rinsed herself in the shower, dried off and crawled into bed naked except her little CBT that mommy locked her into. The cool sheets felt wonderful on her naked skin. She could feel that her pussy was well dilatated and Daphne felt a sense of. That meant the Secret Garden existed in the space between time itself!John explored carefully the outer portions of the garden. Not only where there gardens of flora, there were also Japanese stone gardens. The entire effect was extremely tranquil. It was the kind of serenity which invited one to look inside toward deep contemplation.It was literally and figuratively the first time that John had stopped to "smell the roses" in years. It felt good . . . relaxing even. Why hadn't he done this. ”He waited a minute, then said, “I hear what you are saying, but why do you say you can’t be gay? Why do you say that so vehemently?”i couldn’t answer.“Let me ask you this, have you been with girls before?”“Yes.” i told him i fooled around with a girl a few times the past summer.He said, “Okay. Why don’t you tell me what you did with her?”“We kissed and i fingered her and she gave me a blowjob.”“Did you enjoy it.”“Yes. It was great.”“Okay. So you didn’t actually have intercourse with.