But you... you must never see any woman as perfect, hon. Nor any man, nor anyone else." She took a breath. She looked down the river. She said, "This ...might hurt, Steven." She looked out at the river again, and she took a breath and swallowed. "Last year, before last summer, I was drinking too much at parties. It got me into trouble. I was so lonely. I was desperate. I... I, uh... Steven... I gave myself... to a man because he could give me a life. He said he could. He would. He had money. He. Her blow jobs were nice but no better than Daisy’s. Ah’d rather shoot it in a pussy.Pretty soon Daisy was another year older and still had a flat belly. She was gittin desprit. Even kin couldn’t git it done. Sis suggested branchin out just in case Daisy’s womb was rejecting related seed.Sis give me a men’s magazine thet had pichers of nekkid wimmin in it. It were her husband’s and she tole us to look at the ads in the back. Daisy had to read it cause Ah could only look at the pichers. There. " Sandra said and threw them into a corner of her room. "To be honest, I love walking barefoot in the streets!" Only barefoot?" Veronique teased Sandra, while flipping one of the girl's nipple piercings with her finger."Well, I wouldn't mind running around like this more often, whenever the weather would allow it," Sandra said with a naughty smile."Turning into a real nudist, are you?" What is this?! You're already the second person which said this, this evening!" Sandra giggled."Well, with a. ) So part of me simply marveled. Hallelujah: for once she's paying attention to me."She said she wanted to thank me for being a friend." Which was the truth, though not strictly all of it."Does this have anything to do with the way she touched your... Uh. Your. You know. Down there." Jane blushed solid red.I looked at her, motionless, for a few seconds. "What, my hmmhmm? My pecker? My dork? My cock? My penis? That thing?" Yes, that thing," Jane said in a strained tone of voice."It's not like.