Dirty Dave is my name and I've seen a thing or two. We'll start off easy. The program's name was Highways and Byways, it was ran by a short little guy...that fancied himself a street preacher and he had connections with the local court system. So I guess you could say there was kind of a pipeline from jail to the Charles Ham interprise. We referred to ourselves as Hamonites and as such, we operated a slew of shady businesses from Paul's transmission shop to a pair of thrift stores and even a. I covered myself with my towel and exited, with only her having seen my swelling cock. I stopped at the shower cubicles and as I started to rinse myself down, noticed she had left her bikini in the shower area, rather than the changing room. So now, I'm there, with my blood pressure up and hormones taking over and all sense gone. I had to sniff it and maybe even more. I decided she was likely to be a while, as she'd only been in there a few minutes, so nipped across the aisle and grabbed. And giiiirl let me tell you, the true self of the average woman out there is a horny little bitch who, given half a chance, will spread you and suck that pussy like the world is about to end!" At this point your panties are straight up DRENCHED, and this woman clearly knows it.Your mouth however, is dry as the desert, so it takes a second before you can speak. "But it won't work on straight women?" You ask, still inspecting the innocent looking pink diamond and its mysterious glow.The smirk. I really, really want to do things with you," she whispered, "but this is all so new to me.I kissed her lightly, instantly contrite. "I'm sorry, honey. It would be my pleasure to walk with you." I slid my hand into her pocket, sighing. Missy flinched a little when I squeezed lightly, but she put her hand in my pocket and we headed to class, bumping hips with every stride.Missy was still blushing when we reached Mr. Hayes' classroom. She pulled her hand out of my pocket and nudged me toward the.