Once I was there, I could just as well eat something. I had nothing special going on, and no real motivation to cook dinner tonight.Heated discussions...seemed to be the trend of the day. As soon as I was inside the almost empty restaurant I could hear her voice again. I got a deja-vu feeling, and picked up my phone." ... but I was here in time. And ready to work before my shift officially started." But we have agreed that you will be here ten minutes earlier."Slimy voice. How can a male voice be. She turned me around and the last thing I saw as she covered my eyes with the blindfold was the other guys having the same thing done to them. She whispered into my ear that I was going to love this and then opened my towel, spread it on the chair and then guided me into position. I sat there naked not being able to see but hearing some faint laughter in the direction of the kitchen. I strained to hear but just couldn’t make anything out being said.It seemed like I had been there forever when I. I would sometimes go to the restroom during study hall, go into a stall and quietly masturbate. After school at home, I would masturbate to the fantasies I had about some of the girls in my classes and even a few of my female teachers.This went on for two years, I was too afraid to act on my desire of being with another girl or woman. The thought of coming out terrified me, the fear of being targeted by my peers was terrifying.Then one day, I had a fantasy of making love with Heather who. He picked me up taking me over to the wooden bench, lying me down on it. He put his hands up my dress pulling down my red thong. Before kissing up my legs to my wet pussy, his fingers separating me before he inserted his toung. His hands going round my hips keeping me locked in place. I moaned loudly sure, Becky could hear us and anyone who when into the dam garage. But I didnt care. I forgot how good his tongue could feel and he had defiantly got better. My hands gripping the wood to keep.