" "Um, yeah. Sure Trish. I was, uh, just listening to music. What's up?" He was keeping the door cracked but I could see he had no shirt on. I decided...to be brave and just pushed the door open. I was surprised and gratified to see he was naked too. I was even more glad to see his cock was hard. He was trying to hide it with his hands but he had too much to hide. I laughed and he blushed just as I had done earlier in the day. "Chester. You bad boy. I think you were looking at porn on your. My name's Val Hendrix. I'm seventeen and I was starting shortstop on our school ball team last year and am pretty much a shoe-in for this year. I'm in pretty good shape. My whole life has been spent on a ranch in Montana. We raise horses and cattle as well as a few sheep, goats, pigs and the inevitable chickens. My mom and sister keep a garden where they grow veggies for our table. We aren't completely independent, but we raise a majority of our own food. Let's just say my sister Vicky didn't. “Positive! I’ve lived with her for thirteen years!”“I guess we’ll head back to campus. The next Rap Session isn’t until November 6th, right?”“Right.”“Bummer,” Ryanne said. “I wish they were every week!”“We started running out of material despite being every two weeks. But anytime you want to talk, just call. I can pretty much always make an hour or two available.”It would take some of my valuable time, but the kind of mentoring they were asking for was something I felt was very important. And. Part of getting used to some of the circles you might be moving in when you’re done.” I stay silent. The leathery interior is warm and comfortable, but I’m not quite ready to pursue this conversation with a man I’ve just met. There’s still a paranoid part of me worrying that I’ve got the wrong end of the wrong stick, or that the whole school-for-hookers things is a big practical joke. I change the subject. “Lovely out here, isn’t it? I’m a city girl really, never been out this way much.” .