I texted her to see if she was running late. When I didn’t get a response after a few minutes, I remembered all that work from the previous night. I...had no doubt that the poor lady must be buried.However, when my workout ended with still no return text, I became a little concerned. It wasn’t like her to not respond at all. I headed over to her apartment – she finally let me know that it was apartment 712 – and knocked on the door. I thought I heard some rustling around inside, but there was no. I don't share that with the wide wide world. You bunch were just housemates. And also…after a month, I was afraid I’d scare you off, make you think I was a skanky slut if you had any inkling what I’ve done. It’s happened before,” she sighed sadly, “and this time it was important. But remember, I never cheat.”“Very private, yes, I respect that. Admire it, really. But no guilt?”“Not anymore. Kind of disappeared between the first time I rubbed myself off and the first time a man came in my hand.”. I was in high school and we had just let out for the summer break. My parents had gone out of town for the week and I decided to stay home for the first time alone, and I knew I would have the house to myself and looked forward to it. My mom and dad had given me some cash to use for expenses, etc. I knew what I wanted to do all week long and that was to hang out naked and maybe find a guy or two to join me so I could suck cock all day long and maybe get fucked some as well. I am bi, not gay, so. It’s because I left my glasses in the cabin!”Another burst of laughter came from the audience, and the Captain went on.“Well, my dear, in case you can’t see too clearly, I’m the Captain, and I’m the one on the stage who is NOT flashing his pecker!”More laughs, but all the visible cocks on stage sagged a little as the attention moved away from them. The Captain spotted the problem and quickly got on with the job in hand.“Enough of that! What’s your name and what’s the story you found on.