“Ah, my dirty girl needs more than a finger, doesn’t she?”I whimpered, “Mm-hmm.”I felt his hand reach between us and unzip his pants. Sudden...y, the head of his dick was rubbing where the fingers had been playing.“Oh, God!” I said a little too loudly. My eyes flew open, and I made uncomfortable eye contact with an elderly man who was sitting across the way. He had a newspaper on his lap, and his hand was beneath it. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that he was wanking under the New York. As they both laugh a little, Jim stands for a second and pounces on her, nestling his mouth into her neck proceeding to kiss it softly and fast while he runs his hands all over her body. Jim lifts her up by the back of her thighs and turns her around to drop her on the desk. Still locked at the lips, Josie wraps her legs around him. Jim takes a step back and looks at her with eyes of heat, anxiously trying to loosen and undo his tie. Kissing intensely, Jim starts to unbutton his shirt. Josie. My small breasts were exposed. She traced them with her fingertips, her nails lightly scratching. The hands on my hips slid down over my thighs and I felt the dress being lifted. Lorna undid my belt and cast it aside. Together they lifted the dress over my head and Lorna threw that aside too. I heard Georgie say, ‘I brought her for you.’ ‘You did very well, darling. Now go to bed.’ She looked into my eyes. ‘We share when I decide to. Come and sit with me.’ She dressed, I naked but for my. ”“As much as your statement rankles me, I can also appreciate it. You’re right. Many of my friends—my straight jock friends, at least—fit into that category.”“What about outside influences? Is there anyone you can open up to?”“What, you mean admit I’m gay to? Hell no! I’m not giving someone the power to torpedo my career. There’s too much riding on my future to squander it.”“I understand you’re not into relationships, but having someone to work through issues can help. I’m not suggesting a.