I thought I should probably ask Alexto dance, but then I saw someone had already asked her. To mydiscomfort, they were dancing very close to each othe... as well."Mr. Devereaux?"I turned away from my quiet people-watching to see a waiter attired inthe formal livery of the krewe. The uniform fit him poorly, and Idoubted if the caterer had bothered to do much to them in the way ofalterations. It was a shame, really. Sizing was a magic talent common(and cheap) enough that the uniforms should have. I got up and walked home. The last guy wanted me to meet him at some rest stop area. He was black tall 6'4" and had a 11 inch cock. I got cleaned up again and drove up to the area and looked for his car. Once I found it I walked up to his window and he opened his door and I saw his cock was already out and wet. I think he was fucking someone before I got there. I grabbed his cock and started playing with it until I leaned down and started sucking it. After a few mins he asked me to get in the. We became companions then, always taking long walks into the countryside or over to the next town. When we walked, we seldom talked, preferring to enjoy the silence of the woods or the roadsides. Her stamina was phenomenal. It was a challenge for me to keep up with her at first, but eventually I could match her stride for stride. My own legs grew stronger and shapelier over the years, although I seldom felt comfortable enough to show them off in shorts.Well, we graduated and went our separate. " He just left the question hanging, but he never took his eyes of mine; and, I was transfixed.Out of sheer inexperience and nervousness (not to mention sheer adolescent naivete) I blurted: "Whaa..what do you mean..?"He smiled and replied: "No one comes up here dressed like that not looking for some fun." As he said this his hand slid across and onto my cock.I would have thought I'd have jumped or simply froze, but, to this day, I remember I just sighed and kind of melted back--overwhelmed as.