Jeff asked if we should talk alone but I told him no, she needs to know what is going to happen.Jeff said that Bob, the gang leader he knew said he wo...ld help. He said that Bob himself was "in between" punks and might be interested himself. Jeff showed him a picture of me and Bop agreed to be my protector. I said "I guess I should be happy" but it is hard to be. Jeff said Bob had one condition, Bob told him that he didn't want to have to break in a virgin ass punk that whines about how it hurts. . um, my penis might not be big enough," he said softly."Oh, don't worry about that, honey, just wait, I'm getting closer."I've never understood why guys worry so much about the size of their equipment, I had one guy years ago who's cock was smaller than Adam's is now but he sure knew how to use it. But he, too, seemed to obsess on it even though I kept telling him I was happy and satisfied.But I was getting closer. My young lover was so eager and loving, his hands enjoying me as I enjoyed. The projector started and the movie began to run. The scene was an endless dry landscape, looked like nothing more than dusty dry desert for miles and miles but as the camera rolled across the landscape it suddenly fell upon an encampment just below one of the dunes that could not be seen until you were almost on top of it. There were actually trees and greenery and a huge electric fence that went for miles around it. The camera roamed around the desert compound for the next 15 minutes or so. In fact it was the central theme of chi1dhood sexual activity: reliving the abuse, feeling the shame of being used by an older someone who had obvious power of one so young, yet also feeling the thrill and exuberance of receiving the "special" attention of an older person. Recounting the episodes of sexual adventure and discovery could have an extremely arousing effect, which manifests itself in the cliché: "guilty pleasure". I suggested he stopped focusing on his conflicted emotions for now,.