How we met Acting on information received from an informant (Laura of course) I proceeded down The Hinckley Road in a south-easterly direction and fou...d myself outside a small shop called the Leisure Hour Library… Laura had found me two places I might meet Sapphic women, and I had tried them both. The nice woman behind the bar in the Midland Hotel looked me up and down, saw how frightened I was, and kindly gave me a Britvic orange on the house. I suppose to her I must have looked about. I did as I was told, kneeling in between Grahams legs, and knowing what I was to do, I took his cock in my hands. Oh you know what I want slut, suck my big dick like a good slut. Grinning up at Graham I kept my eyes on his, stroking my hands up and down his cock and teasing its purple tip with the tip of my tongue. I liked that he wasnt circumcised, his foreskin had felt great in my pussy the night before. I wrapped my lips around his cock head, moaning as I tasted his pre cum. When I heard. I was wearing flip flops and a pair of old baggy gym shorts and no shirt. I told Lajja to make herself useful and to spot me while I bench pressed a few. I didn’t plan to lift a lot of weight. I mainly just wanted to get a little pumped up. Lajja stepped up to the bar just above my head and bent over slightly to help me lift the bar. As she bent over I couldn’t help but to look straight up her shirt. All I could focus on was her white lace bra. I wanted to reach up and tear it off her body. It. " That's great Jack. What's her name?" Betty, Betty Johnson."That got my attention. I had heard of this girl. She was one of the cheerleaders; extremely attractive, with a great figure. She had been asked out by some of the guys from the track team, but without much success. No offense to my brother, but why would a girl like that be interested in him. Was he reading more into their relationship than there was; or was something else going on? I'd have to watch her. But for right now, Jack was.