He stood up with a mix of emotions. He would enjoy being stripped by the freshman cutie, and certainly enjoy stripping the hot Jen and her big fake bo...bs, but was going to miss out on getting his hands on Dr. Green. Jen also felt a mix of emotions. Excited that this hung guy would be naked before her while he proceeded to take off every stitch of clothing she had on. But also a little nervous that she would be returning the “hands-on” favor to Meredith. She thought back to the last class when. I would jack off at least twice each night, imagining her being fucked. But then I started wanting the person fucking her to be me. At the start of the next summer, Wendy went off to work as a camp counselor for 2 months. It was a good thing as she and mom were constantly fighting. I could never understand why Wendy was such a bitch towards mom. I far as I knew, she was a great mom. In any case, it left mom and me alone. Around this time mom started a relationship with someone at work.. Maybe I just have selective memory. Whatever the case, I have had some great times.One of the wildest happened on my 19th birthday. I had just moved away from home. I had a job, ergo money to spend. A girlfriend, ergo pussy. My friends were pretty much in the same mode of party all night and work all day. What the hell, I was 19. Anyway, it had the makings for a good evening. Little did I know how good it was going to be.In my neck of the woods, February is the time of year when even groundhogs. I wanted to believe that everythingI remembered was part of some horrible nightmare, but judging by thesoreness below my gut, the tenderness of my chest and the taste oflipstick, it was all horrifically real.The worst part was the satisfaction I felt despite my disgust. Iwanted to throw up but my stomach was empty, a painful rumblingemphasizing this. I hadn't had anything to eat since yesterdayafternoon and I was starving. I considered running away when I lookeddown and remembered what I was.