I admit I was too drunk to stop him and he made me give him a blowjob. I didn’t have much choice, he held me on it’. ‘So how come you didn’t l...t him ride you then, you’re usually horny after a few Pernods?’ I asked. ‘When I looked over and saw Ann getting the arse screwed off her I wanted a fuck too. I asked the guy if he had a condom, but he didn’t so I didn’t want to risk it’, she replied; ‘ Ann obviously didn’t give a fuck, she went bareback’. 'So how come you didn’t take a chance like her?'. Maybe I could eventually major inpsychology myself. I think I would be good at it after all the time Ihave spent being questioned by docs."I see in your chart several forms of your name, may I call you Kim?" That's what I use mostly," I replied with a bit of nervousness. To makea proper impression I needed to keep myself under control, not breakdown crying, and get my message across. "Are you comfortable? There is a glass of water on the table if you needit." "Yes"... "OK." ... "No sudden. She smiled and then walked slowly towards her car. Before reaching it, she stopped again. I was about to break off and go up the sidewalk to my driveway but stopped when she did."Jack, um, I don't know if you saw me, uh, on the picnic table. I'm guessing you probably did and wanted you to know that I don't mind. It's, um, what I like to do up there for some reason..."She saw me blush and smile at the same time. If she had looked down, she would've noticed my cock twitching semi-hard. I couldn't. When the next chime sounded, I could’ve had a shit-fit.Sadly, when we returned he informed me that we were done. “We need to save ourselves for tomorrow because you need to learn discipline, boy,” he said with a fatherly demeanour.I could hardly sleep when I arrived back home that morning. Inexplicably, I didn’t pluck my knob. Maybe his first lesson in restraint had taught me something.That evening I was bristling with sexual tension when I arrived at work. I was also given my second lesson in.