“Do you often cum in my panties?” Tom looked at me and said he had just a few times but he was sorry. I place my arm around his and told him I did...’t care as long as he put them in the dirty clothes and he assured me he did. Then as I sat there in disbelief, I couldn’t believe I told him it was ok he masturbated and came in or on my panties but maybe I would eventually find a pair still wet ..what am I thinking? . With my arm around his and him looking off into space I tried to redirect the. It was definitely a disco crowd, not the usual redneck blue-collar type of crowd that frequented Sonny’s. Fred and the other bartenders were still hustling to keep the thirsty crowd happy. They appeared to be successful at that and the patrons seemed happy with their drinks. As my gaze passed over the room again I became aware of a couple of faces that looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place where I knew them from. They were three ladies standing expectantly at the end of the bar. Two of. Well I tried a couple of more times, but got nothing different. So I decided to try another direction. ‘Acqua?'(Water?) I asked. I got a little smile. So I took her hand and into the Starbucks we went. While we were looking at the cold drink cooler one of the baristias whipped up a small Caramel Frapachino and gave it to Bella. One sip and Bella was hooked. She gave the girl a big smile and said, ‘Grazie.’ A polite child! We walked back out to my table and Bella sat next to me and slowly. The first time I did it was in the basement of a building a few blocks away with some guy I met on A4A. I was nervous as hell, knowing that this was something that I could never undo. I was a bit disappointed when I saw him, because he wasn’t as hot as his picture. But when he pushed me onto my knees and pushed his 8 inch cock into my mouth and called me a little “faggot boy,” I knew that this was what I had to do. Then he turned me around and fucked me, coming in about a minute. It was both.