"Please dont hit me i cried, ill do anything you want" He then grabbed me by my neck and dragged me to my bedroom. "Get on your knees you cunt, he sai...) i did as i was told and got on my knees in front of him, i was wearing a denim skirt that was just above my knee and a cream top and a pair of tan tights that i wore to keep me warm that day, i also had a pair of white thongs on and no bra. He then pulled his zip down and out sprung his fat smelly cock, the head was coverd in cheese and i felt. It was Sven, our schools top soccerplayer. He was a Norwegian god, at least 6'2" almost white blond hair anda body that would give you instant wood when you saw him changing in thegym locker room. I had actually just walked away from my locker with my math booksfor first period and he was walking towards me. Our eyes immediately madea connection and there was a definite lust lurking. Then he looked down atmy bulging crotch which was being shifted and stirred each time I took astep. I. He said that he would and I offered to do it.I poured shampoo onto his golden curly locks after soaking his hair in warm water.I massaged it in and let it sit for a while.After this I pulled the plug and asked him to stand up.I turned the shower on and soaped him down under his arm pits,down his ribs,between his legs around his balls and arse hole and buttocks.I was getting a hard on big time.I was still clothed.When his hair was clean of shampoo and his body glistened with fresh water,I. I awoke in the morning alone and uncovered. I looked for Sam's clothes, but she was gone. But she left a note and my folded fifty.Bob,I don't know when I have felt more loved, or safer from harm, in someone's arms than I did last night. I will never forget last night. It was the highlight of my life, and for that, I thank you. As for my tip at supper, I couldn't, in all fair conscience, keep it. You gave me something that is worth much more than money; you gave me some self-respect and the.