Puccini’s music always makes the same impact on me.I have been exposed to these notes a zillion of times, and I cannot resist it. I am trapped.I sta...d in the corner of the gallery, one of my favorite places. It is one of the few places where standing people have a full picture of the interaction between characters.On my right side, a young woman moves closer to me. She tries to have a better picture as she cannot see the right side of the stage. I barely see her silhouette. She is quite shorter. I was angry. How could they do this? Why? I needed answers and fast. What if someone would recognize me? I would be ruined. I paused the video and look at who posted it. The user was called “The Feminizer” and private account meant I couldn’t even look at his pictures or his bio. All I could do is leave a message which I did. “Dave. Dude what the hell. This is Nick the one getting fucked by you. PLEASE TAKE THIS OFF NOW” And pressed the button to send. I then reported the video. I was sweating. I don’t have that big of a tract but I’m surrounded mostly by park service land and the other neighboring properties are very large tracts. I’m essentially alone out here and the views are grand indeed. Callie looked as good as I’ve ever seen her. She was a tad bit heavier than the last time I’d seen her, which she wore well. It seemed to me that most of the weight had gone to her tits and hips, giving her even better curves than I’d remembered. Her naturally blond hair was cut a tad shorter. I felt his movements around my neck and shoulders become a little more aggressive and his fingers started to slip to the bustline of my top. The massage still felt good so I didn’t say anything when I felt him push his groin into me and grind. To be honest I kind of liked it. Every time I played with myself I had always imagined someone taking advantage of my tiny young body in a situation like this so it was fun to pretend. When I felt his cock get hard I stiffened unsure of how to approach.