"Carol sat on the sofa next to Cathy and slid a hand up under her friend’s skirt. "I am honestly considering a one-off with him. He travels around t...he country for his work, and has hinted at calling in."Both women had, on separate occasions, watched Martin wank his huge cock for them as they enjoyed their secret pleasure of being cyber sluts. Ken has come to realize by their conversion that Carol also was a member of Slutchat. What he was interested in was her login name. Just the sight of. So he visited at weekends when it suited him and Nadia got on with life as essentially a single mother.Louise was about the same age and from a wealthy background, with the posh accent and a banker husband to keep her in the manner in which she had been brought up. Nadia was of working class stock and saw the people she met at school and socially in a different light, as I did. Louise, though, had a boarding school sort of naughty girl character and enjoyed risqué talk. As for me, I was a. That's what I did. I was 8 when I discovered this new transportation system, practically built for me. I was walking back from a game of street hockey; I kept hitting the tennis ball up and down on my stick, when it caught the best spot on my curved stick. It flew up and soared into the duct directly above the stick. It was in the ceiling and it's cap was off (Even now I don't know the proper name of it). The ball rolled to the right. Disappointed but not broken I found a chair and poked about. I was very busy. I was in 13 and I nearly grown up my body was like a girl big boot and breast. My father was sleeping with me nearly every night. I had a lots of sexy clothes my father bought for me . In school I still was a boy and I needed to wear very big school wear to other guys don't see my boobs.Last few years I changed my school few times because when some one realised about me, my father very quickly change my school to avoid trouble. I get to use to have a double life. I kind of.