And yet I survived … I kept returning to this barbaric world that had once, so long ago, called to me. I wore other collars and I served other men b...t something within me was dead. I had well hidden a torn and bleeding heart beyond a tall wall of thorns and dared anyone to try to even come close. I became almost untouchable, throwing myself in my studies, determined to become the best, the most desired yet the most elusive. Maybe I achieved that … maybe I didn’t. But I was well on my way. . I stayed in that stall for about four hours that day, and I sucked a lot of men, and many fucked me. It was that day that I realized what it meant to be someone. Men had cocks and they wanted them sucked and they wanted to use them. And I really liked that. After losing my cherry, I went to the arcade on a daily basis. After that day, I knew what I really liked and wanted most . . .cock. I wasn't attracted to boys my age. I had some boys in the neighborhood show me their cocks, but they were. While she had already purchased the necessary textbooks and supplies, she was in the mood to shop.Wandering around the book store was a blast for Allison. The kinds of things they managed to print the school's mascot on amazed her. In addition to the usual t-shirts and sweatshirts, there were MSU woven blankets, imprinted golf balls, shot classes, coffee mugs, mouse pads, notebooks, teddy bears, baby bibs, an MSU-branded version of Monopoly, CDs of the school's marching band... The list went on. I met her @ the venue and I was amazed by her and was looking for a chance to talk to her but was not able to because there were a lot of people and I love privacy and didn’t wanted to create a scene. I kept looking @ her n staring at her assets. I felt an urge to pee so went to the washroom. The washroom for man n women had doors opposite to each other. As I came out of washroom I didn’t knew she was in the other one n we both came out together and the space was adequate but her size was big n.