She thrusts her groin at me over and over, until she gives out a purr of total contentment. In a matter of moments she’s on the other side of the ba...r, and the daydream is over, as a barman recognizes the Twenty I have been waving around and comes up to me. I laugh to myself, even in my fantasies I can’t get off! ‘Yes mate?” He shouts across the heavy beat of the music filling the club. I’m about to ask for the two obligatory beers when I spot Lenny sitting with a woman, to his right, having. “Get on, sweetheart. I’ll let you be in charge.”Vera straddled him, put her hands on his shoulders and gradually lowered herself. When she felt the hot tip of his cock touch her opening, Vera was suddenly afraid. The head slipped inside her because of her extreme wetness, and Vera froze. “You’re so big,” she gasped.“Relax,” Marti whispered in her ear. “You’re so wet you could take one twice this big. Relax, Vera and enjoy it.”Vera relaxed her muscles and let her body slowly slide down his meaty. .. you know ... have one during sex?” she asked.“No. But when he goes down on me, it’s pretty easy then.”“So you just fake it?”“Yeah, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”“He must be really small, then.”“You can’t churn butter with a toothpick.”We both giggled until we heard the front door open. My parents were having a romantic weekend getaway in Santa Barbara, and that meant it could only be one other person coming through the door.“Brace yourself, hurricane Jim is about to strike.”“Hey, I. She made her way to Cambridge Circus. It was only five minutes walk from the Tea Parlour but it was, at least, a change of scene. It was pedestrianised now and used as a venue for New Order rallies. The intelligence services were rumoured to have their offices almost opposite. Just around the corner, in Old Compton Street, she found a coffee bar and sat herself down at a table by the window. Outside rain ran down the windows.She took out her notebook and a pair of reading glasses from her.