And then I realised, I'd been looking at the wrong girl!Not the shy, dumpy, podgy, snub nosed girl, but a very slim petite self confident lass; the so...rt that has never worn make-up or jewellery because she doesn't need to, and despite being no more than 5ft tall, had the confidence not to wear heels.Suddenly my thoughts changed completely - I DID fancy this girl, but how could a girl with such self-confidence have remained a virgin to the age of 32?Was I being set up? The thought kept coming. Peterson, completely ‘n absolutely, yours.’ Let’s see what you’ll do with that one! My intonation infers total submission, a hint not lost in translation. I feel your hands spread my ass before looking over my shoulder to catch you admiring my puckered rose bud. I know what you’re thinking as your fingers begin rubbing gently at the outer perimeters of my asshole and my body trembles. A momentary absence is felt as you withdraw. Closing my eyes as the soft lubricated head pokes around my. Do you have any idea where our wandering boys are?" No, I don't," Jackie replied. "I sort of figured they stopped off at your place to move something, after they got back from Warsaw." I'm not too sure why they went to Warsaw, anyway. Mike said that he had someone he wanted to see." I know," Jackie replied, a slight bit of exasperation creeping into her voice. "There's some guy over there that used to run dog teams, and they went over to pick his brains. Any one of these days, I expect to look. .. Oh my God what the fuck... I mean... who the fuck are you!?"And then, after a short pause and a closer inspection she continued, "Ohmy God it's you, Peter! What the fuck are you doing painted up anddressed like that?" Christ Tracy, please don't let anyone in here I beg you! I would diewith embarrassment," said Peter."Hey, everyone! Come and see this, my young brother dressed and paintedup like the biggest tart you have ever seen," called out Tracy to therest of the house.Peter was blushing.