I rang the bell and waited. Aunt Viv answered and said, "Oh my! You look adorable." I blushed a bitand thanked her. She looked me over a little more c...arefully beforeasking me if I'd borrowed my skirt from Darla. I laughed and told herthat it was all mine. Darla finally came down wearing jeans and sneakers with a pretty whitelace top. "Come on Darla! We're going to be late!" I urged her. I'dtotally forgotten about Jola, though I was holding her in my hands. "I was wondering if you were ever. . ok, so tell me, what has your interest so piqued?" When I read the stories, they... they make me think. They make some very good points about it, really." At least now he understood why she was suddenly willing to take her top off in front of him."Points?"Smiling, she nodded. "I mean, it's still taboo and all that shit, but, honestly, what's wrong with it?" Um, it's a sin?" he shrugged."Everything in the world is a fucking sin to the catholic church, Clark!" she fumed. "At least everything. Yes I did it in Japan, but that was on base with not much traffic. London traffic is something else and the M25 circular or ring road can literally be a car park at the worst of times and if there are Road works forget it! Now Sarah had decided she wanted to start a family and as it was great fun doing it I was only to happy to practise. Of course I had to find a job to pay my way and after serving in security work in the military for eight years I Didn,t want to do it in civilian life, but my. In the aftermath, they'd flaunt their more-than-friends affection with another right in front of me. You were there to relieve my need and bring peace back to my inflamed nether regions.That geometry class where I was the only guy in a room full of cruel teenage girls was the coup de grace. In a class of thirty, twenty were in the pom-pom squad, and eight were cheerleaders. They had the audacity to wear their short-skirted outfits to class, causing unimaginable distress to my tighty-whitey's..