Naku oka mardalu undhi ma attha koothuru thanu ma attaki maku maatlu aithe levu family problems valla so,valu maku doranga undevaru kani nenu engineer...ng lo join ayyaka ma mardalu kuda same college lo join ayyindhi counselling lo thaniki vere branch naku vere branch vacchindhi ma clg vizag lo undhi thanu vizag city nunchi vacchedi college ki.College starting one week varaku vellale tharuvatha start ayya so ma branch vere block thana block vere canteen ki vellinappudu kanipinchindhi kani denamma. “So tell me something, stud?” “What?” I asked. I wanted to get on with this. My dick was throbbing now. “What’s with you looking at my feet all the time? You’ve got a thing for them don’t you?” She smiled and her legs wrapped around me. How could she know? Was I that obvious or was it just a woman’s sixth sense? “It’s this thing I’ve had for sneakers. I’ve always gotten hard when I think about a woman. We kissed a little, I really didn't like that so much. He blew me a couple times which I did like. Then one Wednesday night, about a month before my birthday, I was leaving another part time job washing cars for a used car lot in town. It was about 9:30 maybe 10:00, when he stumbled out of a working mans bar, and we almost ran into each other “Timmy, how the hell are you?” “I was just thinking about you” He threw his arm around my shoulders and we walked down the street. He would squeeze my. He knew myinner secrets like no other man and accepted me for who I was, inside.Now he had made the outside match how I felt inside. So I was excited tosee him again. My thoughts turned to our previous exams and how theembarrassment at being nude in front of him and allowing him to probeand touch me in intimate ways mixed with the fantasy I had created in myhead of his desires and lust. When I thought about it after I returnedhome, I realized his touch had been the only sexual contact I.