." Danni oozed into myarms and embraced me, his perfume suffocating me as he bit and lickedmy ear, pushing against me, our erections rubbing together ...nderneathour jeans."Oh Nicole, don't be so butch, it doesn't suit you. Mmm, I can tell youwork out, don't you, dear? Let me see if all those squats and lungeshave paid off..." Danni squeezed and stroked my ass as she shoved hertongue in my mouth. Suddenly, it was like something snapped deep insideme, I just surrendered to this little slip of a. But not arrogant. No sir...everytime I think I am good at something, anything at all?even something little like taking a piss, dale10 shows me that I am a real fuck up and don't know what the fuck I am doing. I don't even fuck my ma right. dale10 has to show me how. He says it is pathetic that a teenage boy of my age can?t even fuck cunt properly. I try to tell him that before I met him, I used to fuck girls all the time, and I did it good too. But now I am so fucked up, I can?t do anything. He. I often found myself staring for a couple seconds as she walked by and had very brief fantasies about it.The next weekend we went out to a local sports bar and had a nice time. Nothing expected sexually though some hints were thrown out there. The PIA's weren't due back until Monday afternoon and as this was Friday evening we actually had a few days to take advantage of her new found brief freedom. We had a large open field in front of our building and along one edge was a row of bushes that, I. About half way along was an open roller door.I followed Pam through a barely lit empty garage. At the rear was a closed plank door painted the same institutional green as the walls and a flight of concrete stairs leading above our heads. At the top of the stairs were two more closed doors, one each side. A steeper, narrower set of stairs lead up again. My mind was full of d**g den scenes from all the movies I'd ever seen. My uncertainty must of shown. Pam turned back to me. 'These people are.