The men-lovers seemed to be concentrated on my floor. There was a lot of sucking in the restrooms all over campus and sometimes I would cruise downtow... malls, clubs and restaurants. When it came to fucking, I preferred to take it then to give it. Over the first two years, I went home for the holidays and spent a month during the summer, then worked in the city. The new neighbour was doing well and seemed to be able to manage with his hired hand. That summer, while I was at the farm, my father. I loved hearing it. "Get over here, let me see you.". I walk over to him sitting in his recliner. He grabs my hand and starts turning me around. "You look like Linda when she was younger". I didn't respond but hearing that just made me hotter. I was ready. I dropped to my knees in front of him and started to run my fingers up his thighs just under the rim of his cotton shorts. At this point I didn't care what he wanted. I wanted his cock. I was so eager to see what he had for me. I ran my hand. My cock had already left a wet mark on my pants. I couldn't believe this was happening. Helen was the most beautiful girl I had ever dated. We met in college, she was studying education and I was studying architecture. I met her at a sorority function, she was a guest of one of the sisters. We has both been standing on the sidelines of the party when the quarterback for the team took a flying leap into the pool with all of his clothes on. Helen had leaned over to me and said: I never saw that. On the box were 5 switches and 5 dials. Neil said the switch turned the current on and off, the dial increased or decreased the current intensity. Neil said the intensity was similar to the jolt of the cattle prods we used every day. Neil said he liked to tinker with things and used that cattle prod device in his little box.Neil went on to say Carrie could take a level 10 setting for quite a while, moving up to level 15 would cause her to thrash around quite a bit, and level 20 was only to be.