” After she left the room I tried to absorb what she told me. She was seventeen, she is now 38 so that happened 21 years ago. I was seventeen so she... made that porn film four years before I was born. Slowly, like the sun rising, the idea that I wanted to watch that video again grew in my mind. I wanted to look at her face, to see what she looked like at my age. I didn’t focus on her looks the first time but I knew with growing certainly I wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation to go back to. Usually I could get inside the mind of the perp, but this time I had not a single clue what was going to happen.I had met Happy in the chat room several times, but I didn't let anything slip. Just for the hell of it, I had Wilson do and in depth background on Happy. Something about her almost stalking me set off alarms. Still there was no proof of anything.I could lay out the facts but I didn't really understand the why. Till I understood the how and why, I couldn't say it was solved. I. .. paper products ... soft and absorbent feminine necessities. Wait ... no ... won’t be needing those until next spring. But... “Junior?”They weren’t at the bow. They must have sneaked back to the cockpit ... or they were swimming to shore.I looked out the open sliding glass doors. Ah ... snuggles.“Junior?”She struggled up from David’s lap. They had both been crying. She came to the salon.“Yes?”“Period?”She turned...”David ... did you buy tampons?” “Sorry ... I should know better.”The look was. I realized more than sex, I desired a girl’s beautiful butt up against my nose. I wanted to smell it, get lost in the aroma. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to lick it until it tasted of nothing. I wanted to bury my head inside my girlfriend’s ass and stay there forever.I cummed, went and cleaned myself and shared what I felt with her.My girlfriend kept listening and nodding occasionally.Finally, she said: “I always knew you were submissive. Now I want to know the extent of it.”I didn’t.