All were from men who claimed to be dying to meet her... or, more accurately, dying to meet the woman she had represented herself as.Prof encouraged h...er to write back to a few of them."But I'm nothing like what these men expect me to be. I'm fat. And ugly. And afraid." Precisely, Beth. You're terrified. That's what lies at the core of your being -- fear. And that's the challenge you have to face up to. As for the rest... certainly you are unconventional in appearance. But you'll discover that. .”While Julia sank to her knees by the side of the bed, Melissa got up and came on to it.“Master?” she queried. The service Havers required was not yet clear to her. That she would give whatever service was required instantly was apparent. “Get it up into you, my little beauty,” said Havers.“Yes. Sir... ” Melissa arched herself up high... her breasts swung just before Havers’ face. He ran his hands up her thighs, over her soft, fulsome buttocks. The thighs straddled wide. Melissa sank slowly. I loved to see that cock come through the glory hole.One man came into the bathroom while I was at my station in the stall. He put his cock through the hole and I worked on that wonderful cock for several minutes. His dick was average length but plump for its length and he was so smitten with my mouth on his cock that he wanted to take me home to his wife. This was my first swinger experience and my oral joy was overwhelming with a pussy and a cock to please with my mouth. He wanted me to fuck. She stood and in an instant Brabbinger had raised her skirt.“No!” she protested.“Take her outside,” I explained.Brabbinger misunderstood, honestly or dishonestly I know not to this day but he merely said, “I do believe the lady would prefer to be skewered here my lord,” and he loosed his dark grey trews and let them fall.His purple veined manhood stood proud, its misshapen purple head incongruous as it stood erect and urgentThe mother was bared from midriff to stocking tops, just a mass of dark.