The teen realized that the doctor knew who, and what she was, and that she was vulnerable and at his mercy. Not that she expected any. She knew who, a...d what she was, as well. It took all of her summer vacation last year to realize it; and it wasn’t until Thanksgiving that she finally accepted that she was weak and needed to be someone’s toy. She needed someone with a cock, man or boy, to show her who and what she was. She was a whore, a fuck doll like the ones she saw at the local adult store. I have never had any opportunity as such before this to sexplore my desires. I have high libido (just a fancy way to say I am always horny), but before this all I could resort to was self-help with some porn! I had shifted to Chennai for my studies and it was during this time, being away from home, I had loads of freedom with great resources. I came across the popular gay dating site, made a profile in it and started to chat with guys. I took a while to the hang of it and it was during these. She was lucky to be married to Thomas. She was very well aware of that! There were not many men that would have been as open and accepting of their wife having another man's baby, but Thomas was not the typical, run of the mill man, or husband, and for that she was grateful. Not many men would have gone along with her idea to have an African man's baby, instead of her husbands c***d; but that's what made Thomas so wonderful; and such a treasure.She stood up, arching her back from having been. ***"So Johnny," my Mom said after giving me the third degree about school and making sure that I was indeed hitting the books as hard as I had promised. "You still have that girlfriend out there? The one you told me about?" Uh - no," I said. "Didn't work out." You know that Teresa Benvenuti - she's still around," Mom said."Over and done," I said about a past flame who had been my second lover. "Her father is still alive, isn't he? He's a widower. Why don't you get together with him?" Ah, my.