Suddenly, Wendy appeared at my elbow. ‘I think we need to take a quick breath of fresh air,’ she said and led me outside. ‘What’s the matter?�...� I asked. ‘It’s your cock,’ she explained, ‘ It’s tenting your gymslip!’ ‘I’m not sure I can control it,’ I replied. ‘OK,’ said Wendy, ‘Lets find a quiet place here and I’ll try and take the pressure off.’ We found a little area which afforded some privacy and Wendy said, ‘Lift up your gymslip.’ I did as I was told and she took hold of the knicker’s. Then suddenly a gush of liquid hit my hand and fingers. I did not know what was happening, but she was stifling a scream, as she was having an orgasm. She further shocked me when she said: “Meet me in your barn hayloft tonight about midnight when everyone will be sleeping.” I went to bed that night and only pretended to be sleeping. The time dragged until midnight. Finally it was midnight and I sneaked out of the house to the barn and climbed the ladder to the hayloft. But she was not there.. She was dressed casually in tan shorts and a creme tank top. They interacted with a few non-students, though there was definitely some university students there, too.One guy who made them both laugh and didn’t come off like he was trying to pick them up was a guy named Michael. He was 28 years old, about 6’0 tall, thin, and black. He worked for a local HVAC company, he told him, and later let it slip that he’d done some time in prison after getting caught with some weed. Katie flirted a bit. “Odd?” he said, looking himself up and down. “Sorry” I said, “I just haven’t seen you in a while, that’s all”. “Right” he said, walking to his room, obviously expecting me to follow. “Do you think I could have a glass of water?” I asked, waiting for him to answer. “Yeah” he said, getting me a glass and pouring the water into it. “So, what have you been doing lately anyways?” I asked, still shocked by his odd appearance. He thought for a moment then said “Um, nothing”. “Oh, I said, how.