New residents meant new ideas and it always seemed only newcomers knew the ‘right’ way to do things.“The base is only about a year or so old,”... Octavia continued. She knew she was walking slower than normal, and she knew why. She was trying to make each moment with Calix last. It was stupid and juvenile, and she just couldn’t seem to help herself. She’d tried to speed up a few times but within moments she had slowed again. Exasperated, she just kept the same slow pace. “Maybe a bit longer. I. I'm a Catholic girl who goes to church every Sunday, but Jesus is the LAST thing on my mind when my hot, pulsing real God is fucking my slit, my ass, my mouth, or the space between my tits! I cannot express in words how I love men; their scent, their hard bodies and harder cocks, and their hot, beautiful semen pumping into or onto my body, the decision of location being entirely theirs. Draining the jizz from a man validates me as a woman, causing me to beam with the kind of pride only females. "Ohhh yessss!" she mewled. Make me cum!!"I began thrusting my fingers in deep and hard and could hear her juices squishing inside her cunt. She rose onto her toes as she savoured the pleasure of what my fingers were doing for her."Are you thinking about him now? Are you reminding yourself how it was that night?" Ohhh Yes." And are you wishing it was him here with you now and not me? Would you like that darling...to be able to reach down and take a hold of that young cock of his once more?" Ohhh. ”“How did it go?”“Community Service Order, conditional on getting anger management classes.”“Wow! That really was a good result, wasn’t it?”I basked in her admiration. “Oh, yes. The prospect of Crown Court frightened him badly, so perhaps there’s a chance for him. He is quietening down.”“So, Brenda, your Mum who’s not your Mum?”“As you correctly deduced, Brenda is my foster-mother. She’s a heroine! She’s fostered forty-odd children since she started (most of us are odd)! Her marriage broke up.