" I was just at the bar by myself, so that's ok." We both smiled. TheCalvary had saved the day. I could hear the pulsing rhythms of "SomeLike It Hot" ...y The Power Station. as we strutted down the hall. Ismiled. I felt hot. We went over to an eight person pod, which really was a double widebooth with solid sides about four feet up, and gauze like drapes therest of the way to the ceiling. the. It was a white table surroundedwith white captain's chairs on each side. Rhonda took the head seat. I’m still thinking about it when you tell me to look at you. I look up and see that look on your face, wanting to lower my eyes but know I better not.‘This too much for you boy?’ he asks. ‘I always give faggots a chance to show what a wimp they are and beg out of it. I don’t have time for faggots like that, a faggot should know this is what he deserves, what he needs.’My mind racing, he is giving me a chance to put an end to this. He is so intense, I try to concentrate and get my thoughts. So i decided so write a e-mail to him from a fake id, i sent him a mail saying sorry, that things were not in my control and told him that i was attracted to him. I am pretty sure i won’t get a reply. I also asked him whether we can meet so that i can tell him in person.After two days i got a mail back, it said, where do you want to meet?. I couldn’t wait for e-mails after that so i whatsapped him saying at my place, he said ok. My room was a single bedroom with a big terrace, and the room was. Looking around to make sure there wasn't anyone around, I turned the knob and pushed the door quietly open.Carol was lying on our bed, eyes closed tightly with her shirt on but her shorts off, legs wide open and her fingers buried deep inside her hairless pussy! I couldn't believe it. She had gotten excited enough to run home and fuck herself! I quickly moved inside the room and closed the door."Come in here and eat my pussy!" she hissed at me, opening her legs wider and pulling her fingers out.