I did my trousers up, left the cubicle and nervously stood at the opposite side of the door where the other guy was and gently knocked at his cubicle ...oor. 'Do you need a hand with that?' I softly asked. I heard the door unbolt, and a tall, rather distinguished gent, about 70 years of age, stood there with his cock and balls pushed forward out of the front of his trousers. A smile crossed his lips as he looked me up and down, and he said, 'Oh... yes, son.' His eyes were already looking over the. A fairly tall girl approached me. I am a nipple fan and her's were extended a full inch above her small but firm breasts. She did not try the "long time fuckee" line on me and seemed different that the rest of the girls. We sat and had a few drinks before moving off to her room. She spoke passable English and I enjoyed talking to her. Being away from home for suck a long time even chatting with another English speaking girl is heaven., We settled the financial arrangements and she lay on. Some days I was being fucked at lunch time in school as well. Ihad totally lost the will to say no. If a boy grabbed my hand anddragged me into a closet or an empty classroom, I just wentwithout resistance. I would drop to my knees at the slightesthint they wanted their cocks sucked. And believe me, teenage boysalways want their cocks sucked. Three boys even fucked me, veryquietly, in the school library in the middle of the day. Theytook turns keeping a lookout for the librarian or anyone else. Steadying the gun against a tree limb he sighted along the top of the barrel, even a musket would hit what it was aimed at this short range, and the sniper was a good shot. Now he aimed the gun at the rider, sighting for the dark mass of the rider’s upper torso, confident that when the ball hit, the rider would be shattered by the impact, and thrown to the floor, where he could be collected and, if he lived, or even if he did not, the body could be duly turned in for the reward. Click. Parte.