She was at that time a buxom type of lady, 45 years old , and was always forthright in things she said and did. I was ready to refuse and go down the ...arden and pee behind some outbuildings, when she started to fumble at the zipper on my trousers, “Ok, I’ll do it, but I hope you’re not going to tell anyone about this, are you? “ I said. “Just get it out and have a pee before you wet yourself, will you”, she said, holding the bucket with one hand. Holding the other side of the bucket from my. She'd found Max quite interesting and wanted to continue getting to know him. He said he'd wait for her return although the shop was at least ten minutes away. After he heard the front door of the house slam Max felt the coffee bearing on his bladder.Max entered Nicola's bathroom and shut the door behind him. He walked over to the toilet, unzipped and let loose into the bowl. After a sigh of relief and a shake he returned his penis to the inside of his pants, zipped up then rinsed his hands. As. She became my enemy. She would torment me with every chance she had. To her, it was like an innocent game. When our parents were around, she would conceal her actions and use her hands on me, forcing me to hide my reaction so that they wouldn't notice. When they were gone, she would rape me with that rubber thing. Xavier would show up and she would beg him to compliment her for abusing me. Then they would gang up and double-team me for hours. I wanted to fight her off, to try and smack some. Anyways, moving on, I was home from college (my first stint) on spring break and I had acquired a fake id while attending. I went out bar hopping with some girlfriends who were already of age. At the 2nd bar we stopped at, we ran into a couple of guys we went to high school with. We kicked back, reminisced, and had a great time. Both guys are starting to get more comfortable and start hitting on us slightly. One tells me about how he had the hots for me since 9th grade, which i found both.