A really nice guy named Paul sent me a story aboutone of his ‘Firsts’ and it reminded me of this.I am Genny.I was in the spring of my Freshman yea... at Michigan State. Back aroundChristmas I had gone with a friend to my first meeting of the Gay andLesbian Council. I wasn’t really interested in their politics, but I didlike the people I was meeting there. I had dated a number of differentgirls and was having a lot of fun doing it. I noticed Carol right away.She always had an opinion about. And here I was in my expensive suit and conservative haircut, sensible shoes and minimal makeup. Well, I thought with a chuckle, at least I fit that ridiculous dyke stereotype everyone keeps expecting from me. Anyway, I ordered a cup of coffee and sat down to people watch, hoping to get my mind off my impending career doom. I zoned out, dazed by the unexpected events of the day. It wasn’t until I heard her voice that I realized tears had been streaming down my face for some time. “Ummm…Miss?. .Now her FIL was grunting with pleasure with her face pointing towards sky. Soon, Bharathi felt pressure built up on his penis as it started ballooning in front and hitting the inner walls of her mouth. Bharathi knew he was about to cum, so she decided to take her mouth of his cock. But he sensed what Bharathi was about to do and held her head forcefully against his crotch. His cock burst and her mouth was full of his warm cum was gagging and the only way Bharathi could escape was to drink it. 'Answer my questions truthfully then and only then you may go to the toilet'.'Right', I thought, ready to do as he suggests, until he suggested the catch, they must be truthful answers, otherwise an extra five minutes will be added to the time between questions.The drip, drip sequence had now formed a thin film of urine around the elasticated tops of my black school regulation stockings, those tops gave two inches of bare flesh below buttock line for girls, so you could imagine my fear should.