I was still feeling pretty depressed, but as more girls in short white skirts walked by I grew more and more happy. I liked to picture them nude, and ...egging for me to fuck them, but I knew that id probably not end up fucking any of them. Now at fifthteen I didnt think I was that attractive of a guy, but other girls have told me that I was. Not that I didnt believe them, I just didnt view myself as that attractive of a guy. And as I felt that warm spring air move against my white skin, I saw a. Carly was naturally pretty and under Jody's careful attentions she looked like something out of the pages of a magazine. She wore a sea-green silk sheath dress that set off her hair, accentuated her figure, and complimented her pale skin. Jody added a necklace of gold-and-enamel flowers ("forget-me-nots", as Carly informed me proudly) and matching earrings.Jody looked stunning as well. She was wearing a deep blue version of the same dress that nearly matched her eyes and her favorite pearl. Oh, if only I could. She is breathing fast now and I see her nipples on high alert. I slowly push my fingers up and down my cock shaft as I watch her watch me. She is so wanting to touch me. Bet she's not seen a fully erect man's cock before. She has the look of "I want to fuck that" on her face. As I stroke my cock, I watch granny. No awareness over there.Then her name is called. I nearly pass out with deflation as her granny stands and tells her to follow. Whoever she is, Regina something,. It’s worse.”“What do you mean worse.”“I mean ... violent.”He paused and looked at her.“I mean like rape fantasies. Deep, dark, sadistic rape fantasies ever since I was a teenager.”She mouthed the word, “Oh,” and crossed her legs, facing him.“The only reason I’m telling you is because I don’t know how much longer I can push them down.”“You’ve ... you’ve been pushing them down?” Her voice was quiet and full of concern.“Like you wouldn’t believe.”Adam pulled his knees close to his chest and rested.