" Oh, I see. You must be with the university." Why, yes I am," Shelly winked at me. I gave her a thumb's up."What was the question? Oh yes, what color...are my pants. Hmmm...how would Idescribe them... they're an olive color .,.uh olive gray I'd say." Do you own any plaid shirts? And if you do how many." I have a few. Do I need to count them?" Yes," she said."They're in the bedroom closet." He sighed loudly. "This will take amoment. I'll have to put the phone down."There was a thunk then. He was a tall man of 40 with bright facial appearance.. When he got naked I could not look at his face as looking at his smiling sober face would feel anybody with devotion and wisdom.After a short silence break, I opened my eye slowly and found him busy in fondling his own penis, moving up and down with his hand and striking rhythmically after I denied to take it in my mouth. I had not seen then an erect penis of any body, it was 4.5 inch long and 2.5 inch round at the tip and gradually. I identified with the men and yearned for the women. I’d say I was normal then, except that most boys my age were interested in anything but girls. I could tell you who all the pretty girls were at school and I fantasized about kissing most of them. That was before I learned about other things you could do. And in those days you weren’t likely to learn it from television. Donna Jean Sullivan had always been the cutest in my class. But as we got deeper into elementary school I fell victim to. Wellsworth step quickly into the cabana and close the umbrella."My but you are a dedicated pool service man," Mary said as she sat the umbrella in the corner.Ryan liked the "man" part. "Service is our business," he quipped.Mary was wearing a floor length white terrycloth bathrobe and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.Ryan noticed that she wasn't wearing any makeup. His heart fluttered when he realized that she was prettier without the makeup; she actually looked younger. Suddenly, the.