She would dress decorously even in the summer, never exposing much of herself. Even in her work-outs and jogging sessions she would wear all-envelopin... Lycra exercise wear. Only at the swimming pool would she let her bare arms and legs be seen, and then she was mostly under water.She would never shower with the other girls and women, preferring to go home and do this in privacy. Ever since the fifteen year old Veronica had come to England to complete her education, she had been becoming more. ' With a giggle she corrected herself, 'So maybe the slightly nerdy guy before isn't quite a hot stud, but he already has me dripping wet just from playing with my nipples. Imagine what he could do with his cock!'Noting the direction of her thoughts, I flexed my erection and watched as a look of desire filled her eyes."So, do you want to do it?" Do what?" she asked with an audible gulp as her eyes hesitantly rose to meet mine."Pierce them, we have all the tools," I explained, gently squeezing. It always felt like his eyes were ripping the clothes off my body with his glares, which I found strange because I assumed that he was straight.He always wore wife-beater t-shirts, shorts, and was usually barefooted. His hands and feet were big and broad, and always somewhat icky. His thickset body was hairy and he always permeated a strong masculine odour. I found him scary and always extricated myself from his company, as quickly as possible.It seemed that Gikas wasn’t the sharpest knife in. Tina was again out in the back trimming, when she yelled a greeting he only waved to her avoiding meeting her eyes. Smiling he'd could go all day with her but SHE wouldn't like that that much. Making his way to the richer side of town, the man went to the local country club, smiling, he thought ‘this best place to start.’ The man knew of at least three here that he had been itching to get in their pants. They had of course never really given it up 'til they met rich husbands. The man smiled.