I had a great time with the guys but I was always treated like a visitor. People kept showing me things, people kept introducing me to people. It wasn...t until I had been attending the meetings for some time that I was asked to join the club. I figured it would be pretty cool and give me something to do, new friends. So I accepted their invitation and my sizes were taken for my leather vest with the club logo and my pants. The night of the ceremony I was sworn in in front of at least a hundred. He's the only one I'm going to let put it in me, tonight." Are you afraid to let me put it in you because it's too big? Are you afraid it's going to hurt you?" No, my boyfriend has a bigger one." Bigger than eleven inches?" Yes. He has twelve inches."I really did have my big builder, Lex, with a twelve inch cock coming later. And it was fun passing up fucking my teacher Dan's lovely eleven inch man tool."You're a naughty girl, Courtney, making your teacher's dickie so hard and not letting him. He had an embarrassed look on his face and I left from there.In about 5 mins he came to the living room and I enquired, done so soon? To which he said, not at all. How can I do while your friend is sleeping?He came and sat next to me with his pants clearly showing his hardon which I stared at.He tried to cover initially.We don’t know when but his lips reached mine and we were lost in a smooch. Sucking each other’s tongue and tasting the alcohol aftertaste.We were both drunk and horny. He was my. You can't fake it. You can't cheat and copy somebody's work. You're standing or sitting there, you, your instrument, a sheet of music, and you perform. Everybody knows whether you're good or less than good. For somebody with a bit of talent and a bit of desire to do well, it is a refuge. My refuge.When I felt like I was an outsider or I was uncomfortable at school, entering the music room was instant relief. Part of it was that I wasn't the only one who saw orchestra as a safe haven.Other part.