“Sure,” I answered and she fell into a short introductory speech which she must’ve said a thousand times before until she introduced me: “Toda...y, my guest is an independent writer of erotica for women. Welcome Kathrin Pissinger.” She gave them the pen name Novella must’ve told her and then asked, just to be sure: “Kathrin, is it Kat-reen or Cat-rien?”I shrugged. “You can call me Suzie,” I answered.“Suzie?” she repeated, puzzled. “Yeah,” I said. “My real name’s Giovanna, but everyone calls me. ‘Oh, not really. Not that way. I’ve been too busy learning to dance to have time for boys.’ Katia sighed. ‘I know how that is!’ ‘Besides,’ Denise looked away as a deep blush suffused her bosom. ‘I’m still a virgin…!’ The words hovered in the silence as Feake let the incredible news settle into his brain. A virgin! A hot little virgin! Suddenly Sarah Murdock faded as Denise’s stock soared in the black market of forbidden sex. But he didn’t dare peep into the open window with both of them there. ." "ahhaha!" "It's not funny!" "no it's not....ahahahhah!" "stop it!" "what happened then?" "he apologized, he was embarrassed, he dressed up and left my apartment" "ahahahahhah! cool!" "stop it!" "why? what did you expect?" "i don't know! that’s why i'm here! You are the expert! what would you have done in his place?" "i would have slapped you back again and again...ahahhah!" "you...you...are a..." "yeees?" "a monster!" "yes, so called 'normal' people think that, but we are talking about a. My Mum's best friend was standing in the corner of the room and pulling her dress over her head revealing her massive knockers inside a lily white bra and a small pair of red knickers under a nylon slip. I silently closed the gate and crouched down so as not to be seen. Nancy dropped the dress to the floor then ran her hands over her breasts before slowly stepping out of the slip. I could no longer feel the icy wind as my mouth hung open. Deliberately not looking out of the window Nancy raised.