Brantley grunted as he tried to get his hardness inside me. He even tried to force it in, but that just made it worse. What I so wanted, what I had dr...amed of for so long, was actually happening, and I could only fit about a quarter of his long cock inside me. I felt so embarrassed. I had never had that trouble, granted I had only fucked two other guys before, and even then, I did not want them. It was a one time thing. I always wanted my brother. However, those two guys had no problem getting. "Paige is that you?" he asked, bewildered. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "I-I came to see you... I wanted to meet you," he said softly. "You shouldn't have come Jimmy. You just shouldn't have..." she said. "Paige I don't understand. What's going on here?" Jimmy asked. "Oh Jimmy, you've ruined everything!" Paige began to cry. "You aren't supposed to be here dammit! You aren't supposed to be here!" she sobbed. Jimmy gently pushed the door open and saw Paige sitting down on a red leather. The site of his email scared me immediately, but once I opened it and saw the subject matter, I was horrified!I met him an hour and a half early just as he had instructed in his very professional and authoritative note. My eyes had not closed all night for sleep out of fear of what was to come. I could only imagine what was going to happen, a retest that would lead to a failure followed by expulsion. By the time Dr. Nixon arrived, my mind was gone from the torment, and I sat in a zombie state. We arrived at Trixies close to midnight and had to park close to a blockaway - yep I had to saunter down the street in the dress and heels, butMike did take my hand and put me at ease. The place was jammed with justas many TV's as there were men, some were young, some older, heights from5ft to real tall. But then there were the performers / dancers mixed inthe crowd - they could have fully passed as Victoria Secrets models.Faces that were flawless, flat bellies, breasts that were beautiful.