Robinson wore, but he was nicely dressed never the less. He was too far away to see his eyes. ‘How may I help you?’ The young barista asked, she ...ad finished with the other customer. ‘Cup of coffee,’ I told her. ‘We can whip that for you and make a nice latte or we can add one of several different flavors.’ She was going to continue to tell me about all the foo foo things they did with coffee. I held up my hand to stop her. ‘Coffee, black is all I want.’ She smiled sadly at me and went to. We put on a movie to watch together and shortly after it started there was a very hot sex scene that made me feel a bit uncomfortable, but watching the naked actors pretending to have sex together had me thinking of the time I had sex for real with my sister, and she was sitting right next to me, her pussy only covered by a short skirt and panties.My dick got hard and I tried to subtly adjust my shorts without her seeing. “Boner!” my sister said bursting out laughing. I went red and covered it. And I didn't develop much in other directions either. "Karen, you're as skinny as a rake and have tits like a boy," one of the better endowed girls taunted me in the shower, "Any boy that goes out with you will be a homo." As usual I just kept quiet but I knew she was right in that no boy had ever asked me out, not that mother would have allowed it. She was the cause of my shyness, or at least, that's what I believe.I'm an only child, born prematurely, which may account for my small size, and. I turned to face her and knew what she would do. Sure enough, her eyes dropped again, seeking out the potential bulge in my pants. My girls made sure I wore clothes they enjoyed seeing me in. It was only fair considering — as they had put it — all the eye-candy I had running around me. As much as I enjoyed seeing them decked out for my visual approval, they wanted the same from me. So, I had grown accustomed to wearing snug slacks and tight jeans. The bulge I had wasn't the all-out tent that I.