/>"I know she did."

"You do? How?

"You are not the first woman I have watched please herself, Annie."

"I'm not? You mean…you mean…no…not Marilyn?"

"Yes, Marilyn. And back then I could do a little bit more than just watch."

"No! Well, tell me about it! Please?"

"Perhaps. But first I have something for you." He handed me a small box wrapped in bright red paper. I opened it anxiously, exposing the sleek silver case. Inside the case I discovered a lipstick vibrator. I inserted the single AA battery. It seemed powerful for its size but very quiet. I soon found out how intense the vibrations were for something so small.

I smiled at Henry appreciatively as I began to please myself again. "So, Henry, tell me about Marilyn. Tell me how you made her cum while you watch me cum."

He told me the story as I played. Marilyn and Joe DiMaggio were married in 1954 at San Francisco 's City Hall. Henry had driven them from the ceremony to a secret destination so they would not be bothered by the media. The marriage didn't last long. Marilyn and Henry became friends. A few years after the divorce Marilyn called Henry late one evening and asked him to come to her home. She had sex on her mind.

"How could I refuse?" Henry asked me. "She was more than just a sex symbol and beautiful woman. A wonderful very special person. Like you Annie."

"Tell me something kinky about what she liked, Henry. You know, the sex."

"Well, I don't know if you think this is kinky or not but Marilyn loved anal intercourse. Coincidentally, Marilyn died from a fatal enema of drugs which I think I mentioned to you before. She really liked to take it up the bum and would beg me to do her that way. Back then anal eroticism suffered from a powerful taboo. Much more than today. Marilyn responded in multiple orgasms to anal sex without direct genital stimulation which I understand is quite unusual. Her favorite expression for the act was 'Do the doodie shoot.' She lamented to me several times that a certain president wouldn't do her like that and preferred missionary work she joked." Henry stopped talking when he noticed I had just got off again.

"Don't stop, Henry. Tell me more! I have questions." Henry's description of anal sex with Marilyn sounded so erotic, in stark contrast to my witnessing my lover Mark sticking it up Felix's ass. I shivered in disgust at that recollection.

"One more present, my dear." This one was a G-spot vibrator kit. My eyes widened. It included a powerful cordless six inch vibrator and soft sleeves. "It has instructions," Henry advised.

"I don't think I need the instructions, Henry. Thank you so much! You are simply not going to believe what this thing will do to me." Wasting no time I set out to prove what I just said. "Did Marilyn suck cock? Well, I have little doubt that she did, but how good was she?"

"Very, very good, Annie. She could deep-throat with considerable expertise. I think she had a lot of practice. And she loved cum, so she said, and I didn't see any evidence otherwise. Marilyn told me Robert Kennedy was the horniest guy she had ever met. She said she couldn't even begin to count the number of times she went down on him. Their own little private joke was that her mouth was his birth