He let go of my arms, so I turned around and "Please, this is just a huge messed up misunderstanding, I don't like men, and especially not young boys ...ike you! You got to leave me alone! Please!?" He kind of saw I was lying and smiled as he wrapped his strong hand around my throat and threw me backwards into my bed :o He sat down, unbelted and unzipped himself, revealing a rock hard smooth cock. Big and, well I'd never seen a young mans cock since I was a teenager myself. Hard as steel and. Days went back and then i got to know that her husband is a bus contractor of couple of blue line buses used to run at time at full-fledged. One day i saw her husband as well but friends it was a no match kind of scenario and both of them were opposite poles in all respect. I got to know from my neighbor boys that they also had an eye on that lady and they talk all lusty talks about her but being a shy guy i used to listen to them and ignore their comments. Her name is Renu, name changed of. I was drawn to these two, and soon we were friends. I would sit and listen to them postulating ideas, from the serious to the ridiculous. I even tossed in a few things, from time to time, to let them know I was alive. When they got into these discussions, they tended to forget things around them.It was in early February when I tossed out my own improbable idea to these two science students. What if someone had the ability to, say, look at an area and 'see' what had gone on there; anywhere from. ‘So far, you’ve settled on the Barremore girls, Alma and Lidia, somewhat quiet but very nice, Miss Phoebe Nettleby… hm, she’s a little bit of a fluff, but fun to be around. Also we have Miss Harriet Uppingham, she’s a little uppity, no pun intended,’ giggled Beth, earning a poke in the side from Kate. ‘Be nice! I know, Harriet can be a pain and doesn’t think she has to be polite to those beneath her class, but she doesn’t have any friends. For all we know, she’s just lonely.’ Beth, a doubtful.