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  • For a whole week, I just couldn’t. I hung out with him, but every time it felt right to bring it up, I just sort of froze. It was too difficult for me to do. I feared for my own safety at the hands of his muscular arms. I feared for his feelings. I feared for May’s reaction, Megan’s reaction. I felt like I was on fire when I was near him. A cold fire. It hurt not telling him, but it seemed my subconscious was willing to settle for that hurt, rather than rolling the dice and possibly experiencing a greater hurt with telling him. I got up and trudged over to Mr. Carrozza’s desk, handing in my examination. “Thank you very much, Adam.” Mr. Carrozza told me, staring up at me with his bug eyes. He was whispering so as to not disturb the rest of the class. “You were an absolute pleasure to teach this semester. I hope you pursue the sciences at an academic level in your grade ten year.” “Thanks.” I said, trying to make it seem like I was paying attention to him. “Have a good day.” He went back to his papers, and I exited the classroom. As soon as I did, my back hit the wall and I sighed to myself. This whole thing seemed so unnecessarily complicated. Like everything blew up, yet it didn’t have to. Like I was making a soap opera out of a little problem. And not telling Carson was just going to make it worse, and make it last longer. My mind was made up. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my cell phone, texting Nicole, asking her if she could give me a ride later today. I had to tell Carson. I just had to. I wasn’t quite used to walking anywhere after school. Back when school was close to home, I still had a bus. When I got to high school, home was too far away to even consider walking, and quite frankly, I had no friends. So even though I could walk to Carson’s house unannounced after the exam, it still felt weird. Although, ‘weird’ was the best the situation could get, so swallowing my pride, I trudged through the snow for three blocks to Carson’s place. It felt awkward coming unannounced, but I knew that leaving this whole thing behind me was definitely going to be worth it. Shivering in the cold late winter air, I rang the doorbell, then waited. She turned to Look at me with lips trembling. Then I quietly left his room and closed the door. At that moment the man standing outside sends a stream of cum over the passenger window before zipping up his cock and walking awkwardly into the tree line. “What about you?” She had me and Shelly join her on the couch, and then she instructed the guys to stand in front of us and jack off. Anyway, we crawled into bed and I found he was hard again. The first thing I thought of after I caught my breath I asked about, "Did your mother come to watch?" “So you’re a nudist then Georgia?” “What?” had been her only reply. Each was a detached wicker hut with a mattress on a mat floor. She pulled Erica's face off Michael's cock, and passionately kissed her girlfriend on the lips. He masturbated her through her panties until she gasped as she climaxed. So he opened it and saw it was a video of some sort. Jill sits quietly. I decided to tell the carefully varnished truth, and I cautiously chose my words. “She provides all manner of services,” said Daddy. I hope you enjoyed this story. Looking back up at him, he slowly began guiding myself off his cock.