There had been a minor gold rush. This had Petered out when richer strikes were found in Alaska. A couple of mining corporations had tried to work the...area, but they gave up when FDR did his thing with private gold. Supposedly there were still a few die-hard old-timers in the area. They claimed that the bonanza hadn’t been hit yet. I had met a few of these gold bugs in the past. To a man, they all said the same thing. Just a little further, just a little deeper.After finishing my dinner, I. “In high school, we have, you know, counselors, people we can talk to about problems.” The man nodded, and leaned back. He didn’t mind looking at pretty girls, but he wished he weren’t so easily aroused. “But here, except for my roommate, and she’s awful busy, she’s on the swimming team, I don’t have anybody.” “Really,” he said with a polite smile, “I find that hard to believe.” He suspected Vixen could have any student she wanted and probably some instructors as well. “Well,” she smiled back,. I slid into the row in front of them, unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock, which was responding to not only the video on the screen in front of me, but the hands which were coming down over my chest from behind, long red hair tickling the side of my face. He hands reached my cock and I sighed audibly as her fingers lightly wrapped around it. Just then the blonde came around the side of my chair and sat in the seat next to me. She bent over and took my cock into her mouth. The redhead. As he and the barista exchanged a few casual words, I cleared my throat and adjusted myself, concentrating on his footsteps coming back toward me. Instead of exiting the shop, he opted for a table in the opposite corner of the room and settled in to my left.Unable to stop myself, I glanced at him. His eyes were already on my face. He looked away just before I could, attention transferring to his phone. I thought I saw him smirk, but couldn’t be sure. Nor was I sure if he could see where my.