He gently applied some lotion to my shoulder and back and I kept asking him to go lower until he reached the crack of my ass. He stood up and handed m... back the lotion and once again I could see the that cock raging through his white swim trunks. He quickly stepped away and jumped in the pool. His muscles were glistening as he swam the length of the pool a couple of times. When he climbed out and walked over to get his towel you could see his cock plain as day through his now transparent. ”Rebecca grimaced a little. She didn’t expect the conversation to begin with her phobia. “I-I don’t know what to say. I’m afraid of men.”“Do you dislike men?”“No, no, no. “I don’t hate them, I’m just scared of them.” Rebecca fidgeted in her seat, clearly uncomfortable about it.“Is there a reason why? I’ve read that you’ve been harassed online and in school by boys.” Dr Venus grabbed her pen and notebook, taking notes as Rebecca spoke.“I guess that’s the reason. I never met a good man. Every man. Thibaut, are you still teaching French?" D'abord, vous pouvez me tu-toyier, et je m'apelle Mireille." Merci bien, MIREILLE. Toi aussi, en Francais et Anglais. Too bad there isn't really an obvious formal/informal mode in English. It adds to the coy nature of flirting." I hoped I wasn't being too subtle..."Is THAT what we're doing? ... again? Yes, I still teach." Again? Whatever do you mean? Do you think we flirted before?" This could be fun. "Could you possibly mean when I gave my class talk on. There were a few motors and people walking around in the wooded areas but no one doing anything! I decided to go for a piss just off the car park along a path next to some trees and half way emptying my bladder a wee scally Ned looking lad early 20s walked past coming out of no where. He was 5ft 9" slim fit with dark blue trackies and had a dark grey hoodie on. He walked passed but looked back a few times heading towards the car park where my van was. I zipped up kinda semi and walked back to.