But then someone's rapping on the door of the stall."You in there Tray?" comes the same female voice who told me she could score me some weed "right h...re"; well, she scored me something else, "right here", I'm thinking - being way too high to even feel the remotest sense of panic."Yeah, baby" Tray replies. Tray, huh...yeah, okay: Tray xxooo...... He half turns and unlocks the stall, and we both have to move to let the door open inward. Latisha slides through, and then her eyes up and down me a. From the front itbarely could contain his manhood. From the rear it hugged is butt,revealing muscles there too I didn't know existed. His legs looked longand lean and muscular. He was barefoot. A Nubian god. I hated some ofthe thoughts I was having. I was checking him out, in an interestedway. Like my fantasy guys. But, I'd never once looked at a real guythat way before. I was disgusted with myself for actually entertaininglustful thoughts for a real guy. This is screwed up. I need. Mera to wahi par khada ho gaya.Fir bas pure function meri nazar us par hi tiki.Rahi aur usne ye kai baar dekha ki me use dekh raha hu aur ek do baar thoda smile bhi de rahi thi maine tabhi soch liya tha ki isske saath chudai zarur hogi.Fir me apne room chala gaya aur jaake masturbate kar liya.Fir agle din mere dost ki shadi thi aur muje pata nahi tha ki.Usi.Din meri suhagraat hogi us tanvi bhabhi ke saath.Fir me subah tayar hoke shadi me pohoch gaya aur.Baraat adhe raste par pohochi thi aur. I sat on the edge of my bed, my headache was gone, I was wondering what those kids were up to, so I snuck upstairs, and listened at his door. What I heard was moaning coming from the girl, I didn't know if I should be mad, or proud of him. I think I was both.I did manage to take a peak at them as they walked past the bathroom on the way to his room. She was a cute little blond, all in the Brittany Spears garb. Nice set of tittys, and a killer little ass. Oh to be 18 again, I started thinking.