Chapter one.Have you eaten a grapefruit bite after bite, and then drink water? I did and trust me, the water tastes like hell.That's my life.A grapefr...uit that became sour and then having to learn how to live with that.Something that wasn't my fault, just a real divorce in real life, a hateful relationship between my mother and my Dad, all these years.Just because my Dad was the macho type and my Mother a woman that truly believed on the equality of rights between men and women.Sounds really. I started the car and set out for home.I took off the uncomfortable blouse and sat in my under armour, clinging to me like my second skin. As I thought of what toy to fuck myself with, the car suddenly jolted forward and slowed. I stepped out of the car and examined my front tire. It was popped. Shards of glass stuck in it in various places. No way to get home without changing it."Dammit."I got my cell phone out and low and behold, no reception at all. So I stood on the side of the road. One day however i went in and there was a new young lad in, about 18, gr8 body and a fine cock of about 8 inches, proudly hard and on display as he was doing what i sometimes did.... having a wank!! He panicked a bit, covered his cock n balls with his hands, but still enough on show to get me excited too!! I just laughed and told him to carry on as i did the same when alone. He didnt know what to do, so i sat opposite him and started to slow wank my now hard cock, whilst looking at him and his. It had been days of agony, but she felt wonderful. Had she breath to spare, she would have told him so.He, who had not had the experience, was quite ready to speak. “Oh, my darling. Oh, Esther, you are so responsive. How I love you!”Praise, even such effusive praise, did not compare to the pleasure she had just experienced, but it certainly added to it. Since she could remember, Esther had been under the authority of persons who believed that praise should be earned and doled out sparingly..