"Man, it's just not fair. I get a pimply faced geek named Rodney as my student teacher and you get the cheerleader who was responsible for lowering mo...e blood pressure around here than an alpha blocker." I thought cute girls raised blood pressure," said Bob."Not when every drop of blood in a man's body rushes to his aching prick," moaned Denny. "And whenever she sashayed down the hall in that short little skirt, it was everything I could do to spare a few drops of blood to keep my leg muscles. You hear me ask, ‘Do you know how many people are here?’ You don’t and tell me that you have no idea. ‘You need to figure it out. At a certain point I am going to ask you and if you don’t know… well, just hope that you do.’ You are caught by surprise and lifted off your feet and carried to the bed. You are positioned spread eagle, restraints attached to your wrists and ankles. More silk scarves. You feel very vulnerable. Your legs spread wide, your pussy exposed. You can’t move your arms. You. My parents both worked and went out for a drink at weekends, I often heard my parents having sex, mum wasnt very quiet and their bedroom was next to mine, I didn't really mind as I knew it was natural to do it.I often lay on the bed playing with myself and learnt to squirt that felt totaly unreal, I had a part time job and saved my money. My cousin who was older and pretty cute that I always hung around with, said he had spied on his parents fucking, and had a bit of a laugh, he also said he. You really aren’t OK with all of this, are you?”“No. But you knew that. I told you I could tolerate it, but I wasn’t OK with it.”“And it appears you can’t tolerate it, either,” I said evenly, trying to control my voice.Tears started running down Bethany’s face.“I don’t want to lose you,” she said, stifling a sob.And that was the crux of the matter. As sure as she claimed to be about our future, she was afraid that she might be wrong. Or that somehow things might not go the way she wanted.“What.