Quite a large bulge. It was then I felt a lust not just to feel up Matron but also, weirdly I guess to play with Stan ‘s fat cock. There was nobody ...ear us, I asked if I could have a quick feel. A nod. I curled my fingers around the fat bulge. I felt it stiffen! Stan was embarrassed and said stop. I said “later then? Come round mine?” He nodded. Her her patient gone Matron was sat on the chair talking to a small pupil. I ran my eyes over the view of her knees and her buxom breasts then it was. Rachel dropped her back pack on the wooden floor and pulled a lighter from a drawer under the small, portable, camping TV. She walked around the room, lighting the vanilla and cinnamon scented candles, till the room was casted in soft shadows. Though it was daylight outside, the giant branches and thick leaves blocked out a good portion of the sunlight. It gets to hot if you light those though! Master protested resisting the urge to stomp her foot. She did have to admit, Rachels luxurious. “You wanna do it again sometime?” Jeff asked. Then I put my hands out onto the table and on top of his. “I'll do it anywhere with you. That's how much I love you,” I replied. Then he took my left hand and kissed it. “On a scale from 1 to 10,000,000, how hard would you say you have fallen in love with me?” I asked. “30,000,000 at least,” Jeff replied. “That's a lot. So would you risk doing it with me in the bathroom?” I asked. That got him turned on very quickly. I couldn't see it under the. So be it. I never forgot the lesson, and for that, I thank you. Coming forward again to that November now, it’s easy to see in hindsight how much I distrusted myself, and went back more than once to the comfort of the man sleeping to my right beside me, who loved me but feared me, and, by fearing me, trembled before life itself. Who wanted a safe existence and decisions made for him. Who wanted me to forfeit my college education to raise children with him, and for whom ‘no I’m ready for.