Then, an anonymous feedback message popped up in is Inbox. This wasn’t all that unusual, but Tom was about to thrown into a deep thought. The email ...read… ‘Regarding your story, The Seduction of Kathy. When I saw 38’s I almost quit reading because I am a 32C to a 36B type of guy and to me big tits look sloppy and in truth ‘ugly’ – but to each his own.’ Tom rolled his eyes a little as this seemed to be another reader who thought all the women in all the stories should look exactly like his dream. I’m dead, and I’m gonna GET YOU!’ Suddenly, the dead boy, screeched hysterically. ‘ROBBIE!! ROBBIE!! ROBBIE!!’–over and over, pounding on the door, till it shook. Any second now, I feared it would burst open, and I would have to see inside…and I didn’t want to…with all of the heart threatening to leap from my chest, I didn’t want to. ‘FUCK YOU ROBBIE! YOU WON’T PLAY WITH ME!’ ‘FUCKER…I’M DEAD ROBBIE, DO YOU HEAR ME!’ The door blast open, banging off the wall, as I swallowed my tongue, unable. But I would wager a certain Corporal in Lieutenant Graveney’s troop had bowled another maiden over.Humphrey and Gerda joined us at breakfast, but all was not well between the two. Humph looked down in the mouth, and Gerda looked dissatisfied and frustrated. Later that day, as the barge made a smooth, silent, passage along the canal, I discovered the reason.The twins had asked to ride on the barge horse, which the horse holder was only too pleased to agree. Gerda and Mimi joined the twins on the. Simon’s fingers teased around them before his index finger managed to part them find its way inside and touch my clitoris before burying itself in my wet pussy. ‘Mmmmm god that’s good!’ I breathed as I separated our lips, panting into his chest. Simon had inserted another finger as he tried to kiss me, and the two digits had excited me even more as they rubbed my pussy, across my clit and up my wet passage. My right hand dragged across the front of his jeans, feeling the hardness held inside.