“I don’t have time for bullshit lady, turn around and letme see that fat ass so I can fuck you and get out ofhere,” I spat back at h...r. When she didn’t react Igrabbed her by the arm and spun her around facing thetoilet. Using both hands I lifted her dress up to herwaist and she bent forward obediently letting me bunchher dress up over her hips. She wore black stockings andno panties, her massive wide ass with the straps from hersuspenders stretched across each check. The hand took hold of me and tugged it out. It was a tense situation but that didn't stop my cock starting to firm in this strange hand. "You like getting jacked off don't you?" The fist pumped up and down the shaft of my cock as the other man's breath heated the back of my neck.The tenseness of the situation, and the need to urinate made it difficult for me to give in to the feeling he was giving me. But finally the intensity of the good emotions building in my group overtook the situation. “You had to register for the Draft when you turned eighteen, right?”“Yes, and prove to the school I had so I could qualify for grants and loans.”“So you can get drafted into the army, get sent to some jungle or desert, and get killed, but you can’t have a fucking beer? How dumb is THAT?”“I agree. Basically, if you can vote, you should be able to do anything any other voter is allowed to do. But lots of people don’t see it that way. The old guys at our church always let us drink, and wine with. "He didn't mean toupset you." I'm not upset," I forced out, with all the strength I could muster.I tried to stand-up, to move away from the situation, but my legs didn'tagree and I ended up sitting back on my chair. Other people were packingaway their instruments, so hadn't noticed me. Kevin put his arm aroundme and tried to comfort me, which just made my eyes start to fill upagain."I'm sorry," said a voice to my left. I looked up and through blearyeyes saw Andy, his every joyful face.