“ He came over to the couch and sat next to me. I took his hand a placed it on my cock. Slowly he wrapped his hand around my cock and started to st...oke me, all the time staring intently, fascinated and excited As he stroked my cock, I began to let my hand slide up his thigh, slowly working towards his cock. My hand reached his crotch and I could feel his hard cock, straining to be released. I undid his pants and as he lifted his ass, slid his pants down. Now not only was he stroking me, but. That included the surprising stuff that he'd never thought ofbefore; things such as constantly being aware of how you looked toothers, smoothing your skirt or dress as you sat down, choosing clothingcolors that complimented your skin coloring, and all the rest.Neither Lance or Miss Lushly would tell them how long the training wouldlast and when they would finally start regular jobs. Maybe they didn'tknow. They implied that the jobs would be as secretaries, but when askeddirectly said they had. “Oh my god,” he moaned. He wondered how it went from feeling so bad to feeling so good.“Oh yeah, Benny, here we go now it’s you and me together,” Brock replied cryptically. He squeezed Benny’s sides and began to pump faster.Benny found himself moaning after his body experienced waves of pleasure. “This is so wrong, ohhh,” Benny moaned. “I shouldn’t feel this way.” Benny suddenly felt like he was going to take an explosive shit. Instead he felt an intense burst of pleasure and some water came. ”“Are you waiting for somebody?” I asked.“Not anybody specific. A few of my mates went to the pub, and I didn’t want to stick out.”“Stick out? How?”“I’m ... I’m not much with the Sheilas,” he said. “They make jokes. Not really my scene, so I just decided to sit around and wait here.”“You were waiting for me? I’m touched.”Trevor laughed. “Somebody will need me to figure out where their car is. They’ll call me on my comm. I live on the other side of the bridge, so I wait here for the eventual.