Last year I got depressed. This year I felt myself falling into a slight depression. Other people have lives too and it isn't their job to make my bir...thday special. I know that if I asked them they would do what I wanted but I don't need a party or a cake to make me happy. I went in, did my schoolwork and studied.April stopped by and asked if I wanted to have dinner with her so we went over and had some oysters. She said she had a lot of homework but wanted to wish me a happy birthday. It was. . Well ... I ... um...” CC struggled to find the words to start and looked at me in a panic, her eyes getting frantic.“My friend here was sexually assaulted, Mrs. Sullivan, and she needs help. She has been a mere shadow of herself since it happened, and her friends and I are worried about her. I promised her that if she came to talk to you that I would come with her. So here we are, ma’am,” I stated simply.“Oh my! Is this true, miss...?”“Carson Ma’am, Cindy Carson,” she replied softly. “And. The couch was set up just right – my head was supported by a slight slope on the end, but my mouth was just off the end of the couch. He then put the dildo in my mouth. It tasted of rubber, but I did not let that put me off. He twisted the dildo in my mouth and I lathed it with my tongue until it was covered in the lube.He withdrew it and examined it, but said nothing. Went to my anus end. I felt the cold rubber push between my cheeks, then stop, then come out."Back in a moment" he saidShortly. "Please come in with me Drew. I need my back massaged," she said in a pouty sort of way. Drew stood back and looked at her tiny, tanned, naked body. She seemed to be glowing in the late afternoon sunshine. Her puffy pussy lips looked inviting as she stood front on to him."Tess there would not be a man in Australia that could resist an invitation like that," he said as he pulled his shirt over his head and slipped his own boots off. Tess turned and stepped into the swirling warm water. As she.