So, I've told my tale. Am I ashamed? No, I'm not. Two adults, neither with any ties, we chose to have an intimate evening and gave each other a huge amount of enjoyment. What's to be ashamed of?

And I'll tell you something else - however much I enjoy the kinkiness of str8guy's blackmail (and I do get enjoyment out of it, I won't be a hypocrite and pretend otherwise), it's nothing compared to the elation which sang through my body as I lay in bed with Simon after we'd made love. A one-night stand it may have been, but it was pretty damned special.

Right, I've decided. Been thinking about it all day. I'm going to tell str8 what happened. Why the hell shouldn't I? Who does he think he is, trying to tell me who I can and can't fuck? So I'm not going to lie, I'm not going to change the subject ('don't prevaricate, Molly,' as he would say...), I'm just going to tell him. What can he do that he hasn't already done? That's the point, I think. str8guy has already done his worst - there's not much more he can do to me 3;

Got an email from him this afternoon - "wear the schoolgirl outfit 3;" And so I am. God, I look ridiculous 3; *LOL* Mind you, it makes my tits look bigger, so it can't be all bad...

[str8guy has entered]

[molly] evening

[str8guy] Good evening, Molly. How are you tonight?

[str8guy] Oh, I say, looking quite ravishing...

[str8guy] My God, Molly, you make me want to jump through the ether and strip you naked.

[str8guy] You look utterly bewitching, delightful, my dear...

[molly] nice to see you too...

[str8guy] LOL Was I being a touch too effusive in my praise there?

[molly] i was just looking behind me to see who you were talking about...

[str8guy] LOL You my dear, all you.

[molly] well thank you. and i'm very well this evening, thanks for asking earlier.

[str8guy] Excellent. Did you have a good time last night?

[molly] a very good time indeed.

[str8guy] Was sheffield's brain the no-fly zone we thought it would be?

[molly] far from it. he was very amusing and pleasant company.

[molly] nicest evening i've had in months

[str8guy] Really?

[molly] absolutely. a delight, all of it.

[molly] from start to finish

[str8guy] I see. Are you trying to tell me something, Molly?

[molly] not at all. just saying what a nice evening it was

[str8guy] And what did you get up to?

[molly] this and that. a few drinks, nothing too raucous.

[str8guy] Clubbing?

[molly] nah, couldn't be bothered

[str8guy] You were back home early then?

[molly] yeah

[molly] well, back home to his, anyway

[molly] r u still there?

[str8guy] Oh yes.

[str8guy] So just tell me, Molly. You're dying to do it, so spit it out

[molly] what? *innocent look*

[str8guy] The innocent look would be better accompanied by a loosened tie and unbuttoned blouse, I think

[str8guy] Yes, just like that. Perhaps another button, for the full effect.

[str8guy] Aha, that's it.

[str8guy] And schoolgirls usually have poor posture. A habit of sitting with their legs up, for example.

[str8guy] Yes, just like that

[str8guy] Stay like that now, giving me a nice view of your panties and a glimpse of your bra. Lovely.

[str8guy] Okay, so now that we've got that organised, spill the beans Molly. What happened last night?

[molly] i fucked him

[str8guy] Well, that was direct. No beating about the bush there.

[str8guy] You fucked him?

[str8guy] After I told you not to?

[molly] yep

[str8guy] And you're proud of yourself, are you?

[molly] not exactly proud. it's not the first time i've fucked someone, i'v done it lots of times before...

[str8guy] but proud to have disobeyed me?

[molly] it's nothing to do with disobeying you m8. i'm an adult, i went out with another adult. we had fun, we liked one another, we ended up in bed

[molly] and it was very good

[str8guy] Spare me the details Molly. Take your panties off. Slutty schoolgirls don't wear panties.

[str8guy] and part your legs

[str8guy] God, you look like Christina Aguilera

[molly] i take that as an insult m8, believe me

[str8guy] Is your vibrator handy. The large one?

[molly] always have a vibe handy. specially now i look like slutty aguilera...

[str8guy] Could you start using it please?

[str8guy] While you explain to me why you fucked a complete stranger

[molly] sense of humour bypass today?

[str8guy] Hmm, that's it. Lean back

[molly] hes not a complete stranger

[str8guy] Hardly one of your oldest friends

[molly] no, met him the other day

[molly] but we talked all last night he was nice i liked him

[str8guy] No sense of humour bypass. I just wish to get to the bottom of this.

[str8guy] Why did you feel you had to tell me about your conquest?

[molly] it just came out

[str8guy] No it didn't. You came on here bursting to tell me. You wasted no time in doing so. Why was that?

[molly] bcos i didnt want to lie or pretend i hadnt after you forbade it last nite. wanted to be upfront with you about it.

[str8guy] Hmm, thank you for that, but I can't help thinking there's more than that.

[str8guy] Slide it deeper, Molly. Deeper and harder

[str8guy] In effect, you fucked a stranger. Someone you barely know.

[str8guy] What's his second name?

[str8guy] ...

[str8guy] you see?

[str8guy] and it's not the first time, is it?

[str8guy] Your schoolboy, for example. You didn't know him, either.

[molly] i did

[str8guy] Molly, you didn't, as you well know. You didn't even know he was still at school.

[str8guy] Show me your juices

[str8guy] hmmm, yes, lovely, thank you

[str8guy] So, you're in the habit of fucking strangers - or nearly strangers.

[str8guy] Nearly strangers, let's call it that, to be fair to you.

[str8guy] Yes?

[molly] yes, okay whats wrong with that/

[str8guy] I'm not saying anything is wrong with it. Just pointing it out

[str8guy] A fact of modern life, I suppose.

[str8guy] So the question arises, would you fuck a complete stranger?

[str8guy] That wasn't a rhetorical question, Molly.

[str8guy] Would you?

[molly] no

[str8guy] Why not? What's the difference?

[molly] simon and thomas - they werent strangers i liked them, i like them. i wanted to have sex with them

[molly] a complete stranger - that's too impersonal, no

[str8guy] So where do you draw the line? Thomas you probably spoke to for what, two hours, before you fucked him?

[str8guy] and sheffield - ten minutes in the shop and an hour's cybersex

[str8guy] how impersonal do you want it to be?

[str8guy] exactly?

[str8guy] No answer, I see.

[str8guy] Just lie back and play with yourself then. That's always a good way out of a tricky situation.

[str8guy] Could you fetch the anal beads, Molly? I haven't seen them in action yet.

[str8guy] Have you used them yet?

[molly] no...

[str8guy] Fetch them then, please. They need to be christened.

[str8guy] In your own time, Molly...

[molly] brb

[str8guy] ...

[str8guy] have you lost them?

[str8guy] ho hum...

[molly] back

[str8guy] And are those little beads in place?

[molly] no not yet/ thought youd want to supervise that

[str8guy] Just so...

[str8guy] A little lubrication from polly...

[str8guy] and in they slide... one after the other after the other...

[str8guy] Oh, that's wonderful, Molly. Isn't it? How do they feel?

[molly] kinda uncomfortable. abit like having piles

[str8guy] Molly!! Stop that! You're taking all the romance and eroticism out of it...

[molly] sorry m8...

[str8guy] So anyway, back to impersonal sex...

[molly] thought we'd finished with that... :-(

[str8guy] Scarcely begun, Molly.

[str8guy] Thomas I can see. A night out, a handsome young man, a few drinks, a few dances, snog to the last dance, home for a coffee and things develop from there.

[str8guy] happens all the time.

[molly] it does indeed. Modern living.

[str8guy] Just so, and I'm not criticising it.

[str8guy] Pull some of the beads out

[str8guy] slowly

[str8guy] oh yes, oh yes. How does that feel?

[molly] ooh, okay actually. quite shivery

[str8guy] Put them back again

[str8guy] Nice

[str8guy] But then, sheffield. You meet him once, in a business environment, albeit an unusual business. Then he watches you all night, performing explicit acts, and you arrange to meet up with him again. More to annoy me than anything else, I suspect.

[str8guy] That one doesn't follow, I'm sorry to say

[str8guy] I can't see it.

[molly] but then after that - after I met him again - it's the same as before. a few drinks, getting to know each other, back for coffee etc etc

[molly] just the same. wheres the difference?

[str8guy] But it's as close to anonymous sex as you could get, without choosing a complete stranger. You have to see that?

[molly] we didn't spend a lot of time getting to know one another, no, i'll grant you that. so waht?

[str8guy] I think you're enjoying those beads, aren't you?

[str8guy] You're not supposed to keep fingering them like a rosary you know...

[molly] you never know what those nuns got up to under their habits...

[str8guy] LOL perhaps not.

[str8guy] So let's say, for the sake of argument, you went out tonight. Would you pick someone up?

[molly] if i saw someone i fancied, i might.

[str8guy] You would?

[molly] yes

[str8guy] So before you go to bed tonight - that'll be what, in about eight or nine hours time - you may have had sex with someone you haven't even met yet?

[molly] not sure about the word may. let's say could. it's possible.

[str8guy] Okay. If you were to go out and pick up a man, you would take him home that night, within a few hours of meeting him, and take him to bed and fuck him.

[molly] could

[molly] not would. could

[str8guy] Okay, could

[str8guy] Or perhaps will.

[str8guy] Yes, will, I think.

[str8guy] In fact, do it

[molly] what?

[str8guy] I said do it. I want you to do it tonight.

[str8guy] Tug at those beads, Molly.

[str8guy] I want you to go to the pub tonight, choose someone and take him home and fuck him.

[str8guy] After all, where's the difference from Thomas and Sheffield? As you yourself have admitted.

[str8guy] That vibrator is sliding over and over your clitoris, Molly. Is it good?

[str8guy] I hope so.

[str8guy] I'm taking your silence to be assent, by the way

[str8guy] And just enjoying the sight of you lying back, pleasuring yourself.

[str8guy] What a schollgirl slut you are, little Molly

[str8guy] My beautiful little slut

[str8guy] That's it

[str8guy] Now tug on those beads

[str8guy] Let me see them come out

[str8guy] one after the other

[str8guy] yes

[str8guy] yes

[str8guy] that's it

[str8guy] I hope that's as good as it looks, Molly

[str8guy] Simply fascinating. Wonderful.

[str8guy] Ooh, Molly. That was divine. How was it for you?

[str8guy] you're all flushed, my dear. You look quite drained.

[str8guy] A picture of contentment, in fact...

[str8guy] Tell me, how were they?

[molly] i tell you what m8. i'm looking forward to using these again. they're brill...

[str8guy] Splendid! I'm very glad you liked them Molly.

[molly] much better than those balls... ooh, i can still feel it...

[str8guy] And now, as to your other little challenge, for later on?

[molly] yeah yeah, i saw it. i'm thinking about it

[str8guy] Excellent. I knew you wouldn't let me down Molly.

[molly] haven't said i'm doing it yet. i'll see. if theres someone i fancy i'll consider it, otherwise forget it, i'm not going to get bullied into this

[molly] its up to me, and if it happens it happens.

[str8guy] we'll see, Molly. We'll see...

Stupid twat. As if I'm going to do that... I am going to go out for a drink later - just phoned Tess to make my peace and ask her out - but I'm not going to screw anyone. Even if Sean Fucking Connery was to come up to me and ask for a shag I'd say no. Just to prove my point to str8guy.

More later...