" He often teased me in the Nuditorium about my bosoms, my tips, and my bim; then, when I couldn't keep my embarrassment from making my little lingam ...stand at attention, he called it my "lingamette" and said my excitement proved I was an Extraordinaire. I feared and detested Steve--most of all because he spread the rumours that cut me off from Cherie and many other good girls.One good girl, though, was not cut off; indeed, the more the rumours spread, the more she smiled upon me. Her name was. Oh oh Connie it's so good, and you come for me. I continue to rub your clit and then I penetrate you with my middle finger. You capture my hand between your thighs and you give a little shudder. uh oh oh. As I add a second finger Your moan becomes a little grunt, ugh ugh ugh ugh as I fuck these two fingers into you. Ugh ugh ugh. Mom are you OK your son asks from the hallway. I'm OK honey, go to bed please.I continue to finger fuck you and you try to stifle your moans, but with little success. I began by cutting myself 8 times in diffrent places.. Then when the blood flow was enough i wrote Siren all over myself even my face! I stood there naked in the mirror looking myself over.. I took out a pair of panties that belonged to siren and put them around my face and inhaled... When i felt that i had made all the proper preperations i sat my chair (dildo firmly attached) infront of the mirror where i had a picture of Siren..I decided i wanted this to hurt as much as possible so i didnt. Prancing to my truck, her skinny legs and freckled face were the only skin I could see, her pony-tail bouncing from side to side. "Why did she look so cute to me now? If I were her age, I'd probably pass her up for a prettier girl... just as most of the boys her age had done," I thought as she jumped in. With my mind momentarily in the gutter, 28yo had never felt so criminal or so... Shakespearean. But as my age had adapted to time, so had my tastes... adapted. I'm not proud to admit it, but I.