The need. Confusion. I can sense the rise in your arousal as I walk by you as if you don’t exist. I can hear your heart race, and see you break out ...n a sweat. I can sense every twitch of your cock, and feel you resist the urge to stroke your cock right there in the cafeteria, surrounded by your classmates. But what I sense the most is your confusion. You don’t understand why you’re attracted to me. I’m not your type. Never have you seen anyone like me before, but the unbridled lust you feel. So my hands went even lower and I asked “is this where it hurts” “No lower” “Here” as my hands was almost near her butt” “A little lower mike, you might have to put your hands under the towel to hit my spot” So I let my hands glide under the towel right at the top of her butt crack. “Yes there, that is where it hurts, can you rub that spot deeper” so I started to rub the top of her butt and I made sure that when I rubbed it, my forearms would lift the towel a little so I could see her butt. Shit. Most of her customers would be well into their cups by now. This could get ugly.The suit approached the bar and wiped off a section with a silk handkerchief produced from his coat pocket. Resting his arms on the slightly cleaner patch of bar, he peered about with a look of amiable curiosity. His actions were met with a collective jeer from the rest of the patrons and many of the leather and chain clad crowd began to close in. "Dammit," Alicia whispered to herself, "only two more hours to. The thing with it hurting the first time you have sex is because some guys rush it and just force their dick into you. She looked at me with a bewildered look on her face. I mean they just force their dick into you, not caring how you feel, or if it brings you pain, I said. She shifted nervously again, so it doesnt always hurt? I shook my head, not if he knows what hes doing, and cares how you feel. I moved to my knees by her feet, lightly rubbing her thigh. I could tell she was still nervous.