He goes into the men’s toilet.My heart is thumping into my chest and I am unsure what to do. I am a regular here. They know me. I decide to wait a m...ment or two and see if he comes out but he doesn’t. The automatic shower cuts off.Year ago, sailors would tell stories of men lured to their doom by sirens of the sea, mermaids. This boy’s no mermaid but the thought goes through my head that he is luring me to my doom just the same. And just like those bewitched sailors could not resist the siren’s. I'm usually told I'm cute but not takingseriously."No, really," she continued. "I'm not trying to insult you. It's justsaying you have a lovely face and body."I dared to look over at her. She was stunning in a wild way. She wore atight leather skirt and blue top. A tattoo sleeve covered most of herright arm."Holy shit," she said. "Your blue eyes are gorgeous." She reached overand felt my long hair. "Come on; you have your hair long. You've thoughtabout how nice it would be to be a. On occasion parts of them are found spread through the woods, others remain missing forever. People say they have seen her walking with a basket of grass, or gathering water into a flask by the stream. None have stayed longer than a few seconds, fearful of what may happen to them. Children dare each other to stand on the edge of the boundary and call out to her, they make it to the boundary, but none have ever called out. Offerings are given to shrines the village elders made in the woods,. I licked his balls. He spread his legs and told me to suck them. I took one in my mouth and then the other.He then turned around, leaned against the wall and spread his legs. "I'm all sweaty between my buttocks. Pull my cheeks apart and lick me clean. Make sure you do a really good job on my arsehole." My spirit was broken. I parted his cheeks and placed my face between them. I nervously began licking. The taste of sweat was turning my stomach. I avoided his arsehole until he ordered me to.