Depending on how we route the trip, I may be able to come home for the weekend unless you are busy with other stuff. But we can talk about that when w... are closer and I have a more or less firm schedule." Babe, why..." but Clarissa stopped because she knew the answer. I was not going to give in on that. I was not going to sleep in our bed with a CB on my dick.We kissed good night and I left her.I washed my sticky face and fell asleep very quickly. Luckily the nightmare did not come back.Tuesday. There were two regulars, a right pair of jokers they were. Tom and Colin; worked as labourers wherever they could find work, and always ready with a dirty smile and a leer at my boobs. They always sat at the bar where the crisp boxes were, so every time I leaned down to get any they’d get an eyeful. They were harmless, or so I thought. Mid-fifties, weather-beaten, rugged and, more often than not, drunk. Tom would constantly ask me out on a date, but I always turned him down. “Old enough to be. "What the fuck is this?" I pointed at the screen. "I told you I wanted you to masturbate for me, this is…I don't know what the fuck this is." I threw her back down on the bed and went for the dildo. I tossed it at her."Come on, fuck it slut!" The tears streamed down Monique's cheeks. I picked up my belt from the floor."Start fucking the dildo, get your fingers on your clit, do something. I know you know what to do!" I brought the doubled up belt down on Monique's breast, the sound of leather on. I havent started university yet&hellip, I dont really know anyone from around here, all of my friends are back home. Tessa plonked the box down on the sofa, coming closer to size me up, her freckled nose twitched a little and she grinned cheekily. What kind of friends did you have back at home? I bet they were all jocks. You look like a cheerleader. Where you a cheerleader? Did you fuck all of the jocks? I blushed even harder, which was funny for me since I had never been so shy since I had.