I really don't have any friends left from high school and the girls that I met in college all seemed to treat me as competition rather than just a fri...nd. I think they all thought I would try to steal their boyfriends or something, but I'm not like that." You certainly don't act shy." Not at work. No. That's why I wanted to talk to you some more after you brought me over here last night. I realized after we talked last night that most of the way that I treat people at the office has to do with. After finishing the day as regularly as possible and retrieving into our own bedrooms. My mind no longer was sure of what was real and what wasn’t. The rest of the day was too ordinary for what happened before to be true. But as my thoughts were revolving around the images of my brother’s hand between my legs, my panties were filling up with more moist.I took off all my clothes, and for the first time in my life decided to sleep fully naked. I enjoyed one corner of the blanket rubbing against. I know many people get past their shyness in the locker room in high school or earlier, but I was home/private schooled on and off until 10th grade when I finally went to a public high school for the experience. However, I never had to take a gym class because my mom gave me all my p.e. credits in 9th grade for taking karate three days a week. I had one close friend that I would talk to about sex once I started public school, but he was pretty shy as well so we never actually saw each other. Then my wrists. I sat up and a towel wiped my face. i could see, though a little blurry. I’d never had cum in my eyes before. It felt really strange and, as expected, blurred my vision. I wasn’t a fan. The man who towelled me off was an older, skinny man. He must have been seventy years old, but extremely good looking and fit. He was wearing a white t-shirt and boxers. His silver hair, parted down the middle, hung off the sides of his face.“Hi Barret. My name is James. Do you know who I am?”I.