Looking at the size of Enzo’s cock I wondered whetherI could take something that big? I thought I would seeI had to have something in my pussy a...d what betterthan a big cock. What difference did it make that itwas a dog’s? Enzo wasn’t going to brag to his matesabout like boys do was he.I got hold of Enzos feet and lifted them up so theywhere either side of my body and he was in between mylegs. I then slid my body down until I could feel hiscock on the inside of my thighs and. But it was in the 7th grade that he started doing these dirty things to me. When he was taking my measurements, his hand accidentally(i think so) pressed against my crotch region. I felt somewhat embarrassed, but unintentionally i got erect. It was my mistake, i know, but i just couldn't do a thing because it was an autonomous reaction. His hand again hit on my crotch while taking the measurements of my trousers. This time, he spotted that i was erect and confirmed it in a flash of a second by. ”I shrugged, “So what? Nothing was going to stop that.”“What did you say to him?”“I reject your reality and substitute my own!” I replied.“That has to be ‘Darmok’ of some kind.”“It’s from a horror anthology from the 1984, The Dungeonmaster, that revolves around a computer geek.”“I wondered. You didn’t seem to be the horror movie type.”“I’m not, really, but it was available to rent and I like to see bad computer movies, like Electric Dreams, a really, really bad computer movie, also from 1984.. I just ... I don't see it in her eyes, you know?" You didn't last time," hazarded Jonathan, carefully.I didn't take offence. "True," I said, "But I wasn't looking. Now I am. You HAVE to believe I am. Constantly. I just don't see it in her. There are no secrets. Nothing held back, no hesitations or evasions. I have no fucking clue. This guy could be a stalker for all I know." How do you feel about it?" asked Solomon cagily, leaning back and sipping his beer slowly."Well, as you can imagine, I'm.