Once we began dating he knew we weremeant for each other and he only wanted me. He then took out a small boxhe had placed in the nightstand next to hi... side of the bed. As hepresented it to me, I cried like a girl. I told him I had to admitsomething to him. He held my hand gently and told me to go on. Iexplained that I never even knew the name of the book I had pulled offthe rack in the school library. I asked him if I that meant I was justan airheaded gay boy? He smiled and said I was perfect.. ’ ‘But you’re not the same as most of the others.’ ‘How do you know that?’ ‘Your story. The way you wrote it.’ He set his glass down, briefly touching her hand to gain contact with her eyes. ‘I liked it very much.’ She looked away with a shy smile, fanning her face. ‘You all right?’ ‘Just overwhelmed.’ She let loose with a nervous laugh. ‘It’s not every day that the object of your desire shows up on your doorstep.’ For some odd reason, hearing those words from her made him blush. The underlying. Instinctively, I knew thatthe whole room was erect thinking that I was the sexiest woman they hadever seen. They all wanted to fuck me; and that was just how I wantedthem to feel.I danced until I had stripped down to just my panties and high heels.Obviously, I couldn?t go any farther, so I ended my set and blew theaudience a sexy kiss. I almost ran from the stage, anxious to get back tothe dressing room so that I could relieve the hardness straining in mytight little panties.And then I head a. The repair man who came to her apartment work on the bathroom and she refused to talk to me that day because she was busy. Then the guy at the University where she studied (while she was married) touched her and kissed her and she only admitted to him putting his dick between her legs on her underwear, but didn't go all the way. How naive I was , there were many more similar stories she told me that I didn't think much of and didn't question her either, i was in love with her. STUPID ME.She was.