He just spent his days playing video games, traveling between family mansions, and taking part in those special activities that only the 1% could affo...d.One Saturday night about two months before graduation, John's father Thomas burst through his bedroom door. This was unusual; Thomas was typically so busy that he only saw his son a few times a year. His mother was often at the gym or by the pool. John had been mostly raised by his nanny."John my boy, what's this I hear about you not attending. There were two boys, a few years older than me, standing at the end of the corridor, playing with their towels. I found a stall, removed my sweat soaked clothes and got into the shower. I knew the boys would want a closer look at me. As they slowly walked by the stall, I made sure the curtain ajar. They peeked in, I was soaping my breasts, I smiled, what else could I do. I do not understand German, but I believe they were saying something about my mouth, pussy, ass and an extraordinary amount. After hours had passed (with no good responses) I got another message from him and I decided to respond. We chatted for a little while and then decided to meet in a parking lot and talk face to face and see what happend. He was very sweet and somewhat shy. Talking seemed to relax him so he began telling me more about himself. Being the easy going and friendly guy I am, I was happy to sit in his truck and listen. It was mid summer, not real hot but fairly warm. The windows were down and I. Richard ignored thishaving gotten used to it in the past few months that he and Linda hadlived in the building.Finally reaching his floor Richard noted the smell of sick coming from thehallway. It seemed that someone had thrown up again outside their flat.Richard hoped that it wasn't Linda. Wrinkling his nose Richard gingerlymade his way to his flat. Getting the keys out his handbag Richard openedthe door gently trying not to disturb Linda who was probably passed outagain.Entering the room.