Was I acting differently? Walking differently? Swishing?I could still feel Stanley's sperm inside me. My thighs and legswere...stretched, somehow. ...Maybe I was holding my hips differently. Noone seemed to notice anything different about me, but I felt different.I made it through the day, anyway, and on the way home, I stopped by thedrugstore and picked up a box of tampons. On my break, I had gone intoto the bathroom and found that a little of Stanley had leaked into mypanties. I figured. I told Tom to wait in the car and I would be back later. I smiled and said "I would have something him for waiting for me." I then walked across the truck parking lot and came upon a trucker sitting in the driver seat. I went up to the drivers door and asked if he wanted company. I had on my pink sweats which I had unzipped to show most of my tits. He said he was not sure but the we could talk about it. He said "go over to the other side and I will unlock the door for you." I did as I was told. She removes her dress and I discover that she wears a lace bra. I give her the 50€ and she tells me that for the same price I can make love to her for 15 minutes. I answer her that I am of the kind enduring and that the condom preventing me to have all the sensations, 15 minutes may not be enough.She tells me "ok then I suck you without a hood and you cum in my mouth". I accept.So I sit on the bed and she gets above me and begins to caress me, licking me and suck my cock deeper and deeper.. ‘Oh crap,’ I mumbled rapidly grabbing my bag and making a run for the stairs. The bell rings for 6th hour at 12:15, and I’d be lucky to make the bell let alone be early, as I had hoped I would be. I ran down to senior hall bumping into a few people and mumbling apologies, but with no time to actually mean it. Dropping my text book, I turned around to pick it up and standing up quickly, I slammed into someone knocking them to the ground. I heard a splash of liquid, but it all happened with my.