There's not much a guy can do to help a girl 'go'. You sit there, relax like you've learned, and it flows. So I had him wipe me dry afterwards. It fel... deeply personal, far more than when he'd been probing my entrance with his finger only a little while before. I don't know why that is, but there it was.Anyway, on the first Saturday night after my 17th birthday, I got to experience The Sandwich. First, I had three guys paying attention to me, hands, fingers and tongues everywhere. The idea was. .. As the lift door closes he pulls me to him and our mouths lock --- i actually close my eyes when we kiss --- His hands are on my ass pulling me hard into his hardness --- as always -- he is hard and ready for me -- as always -- i am so wet and desperate to have him inside me .. The lift stops -- we don't --- the kiss and ass massage goes on --- the door closes again and away we go --- this time as the door opens we break the kiss and pretend we pressed the wrong floor ---- the young. I agreed to what he wanted and told him he’d see me tomorrow.The next day I arrived at school, I headed straight to the principals office. The principal told me to lock the door behind me then to stay under his desk all day no matter what happened.I obeyed what he told me to do and I went to sit under his desk, he then pulled out his 7 1/2 inch penis and told me, “if I don’t want to be expelled I had to let him use me however he pleases”. I wasn’t too happy about it but I agreed. He then told. Which, as I looked at Stephen's face,wasn't an option. Since I was a little kid, 5 to his 7, I could tellwhat he was feeling just by looking in his eyes. Happy, sad, angry, allin his eyes. And what I saw far, abject fear, mixed with pain. "Hey,Steve. Hey, Kara," I offered.Kara took his hand and squeezed it, and looked in his eyes. She gavehim a little smile, as if to say it would be all OK. And I was jealous.Of Steve, who inherited the family business from my father and wasbarely keeping.