“This,” she handed me an envelope, with just a number on it.“What is it?” I asked.“Take out the paper inside.”It was the results of her ST... test, all the different tests marked NEG, except one, Gonorrhoea, was marked POS.“For coming to Munich and stopping me giving that to you,” she said, “I am so, so sorry.”“Don’t worry about that now,” I said, “have they fixed it?”“Yes, I had an injection at the doctor’s and I have to take antibiotic tablets for ten days.”Once we reached home, I waited in. Please don't do this."The fingers twirled around again, tightening their grip."Wow!" She said, almost panting. "I like that. I mean hearing youpleading like some helpless slut is turning me on even more. God, I'mso fucking horny." She lifted her hips, bringing her butt off the seatand her crotch closer to my face. Her free hand grabbed the hem of herskirt and yanked it up, revealing that her own arousal had nearlysoaked through the crimson cheer pants."I'm not into girls, either. However,. I did swim and enjoyed that almost as much as the locker room. At 17 I stood 5'5" had hazel eyes and bleached blond hair. I also knew I liked boys more than I liked girls. I lived with my brothers on a bit of acreage close enough to my grandmother's farm to say I lived on a farm, so I usually sported a nice tan, at least from the waist up. When I was not swimming an event, or dreaming about what was hiding in those Speedos, I help the coach with the split sheets. I had a thing for numbers and. Sometimes in the mornings as I would be leaving for work, I’d see other tenants who lived in the buildings around me. One was an older lady who would smile, but not say anything as she went to her car. A married couple would leave about the same time as I, but never would speak to me.As the first month passed, I walked around to the second row of buildings to the apartment complex office to pay the rent. When I entered the office, another tenant was talking to one of the office ladies. I handed.