“Shit” said Lisa as she reached into her purse. “I cracked my nail.” She took a sip of her drink. “It feels kind of strange to be dressed ...p like this here.” Lisa was wearing a dress that came just above the knee. The liquor had hiked it up above mid thigh, and her muscular legs were crossed and looked great encased in the shiny sheer tan pantyhose she was wearing, and she knew it. I had never seen her legs displayed in this manner and it was causing a bulge in my trouser leg. Lisa. Sana was shocked by the swift movement, from having her head buried into my chest, she was being held right upside down with my dick poking hard out of my lower.I had had enough, I wanted to give this girl a show. She can be a good dancer, but I am a better, stronger athlete. Wrapping one hand tightly around her waist, I began moving up her sweatpants ensuring that her panty also move along with it. It took some effort, holding a human one hand is never easy, but I was driven by lust.I was. You hang up on my phone calls and you avoid me on the quad. My only conclusion is this is how you want it to be. So be it. It's not how I would've liked to end it, but if it's over, it's over. It's time for both of us to get on with the rest of our lives.It's probably for the best this way. I came back for my masters as a way to get over a woman. It's my own fault for getting involved with another -- especially so soon after.So -- it was fun while it lasted. --RHe sat back, reviewed the. While I did not recognize what was happening at the time, having the older girls "fawning" over me, also did not endear me to the older boys. Consequently, I started getting "beat up" a lot more. Unlike before, however, Joben was around to see my bloody noises and black eyes each night at the dinner table. This set in motion the next big change in my life. Joben said, "It's high time you learned how to defend yourself boy. You come round to the guard quarters after you get out of school.