He could almost hear her voice uttering those very words. ‘Whatcha’ reading, William?’ asked Melissa, a volunteer at the library. ‘I am readin... a story by an unpublished up-and-coming author,’ William answered, dryly. ‘Really? Who?’ Melissa probed. ‘Janet Jones,’ William lied, saying the first name that popped into his head. He was not sure why, but he did not trust Melissa. ‘Can I read it?’ ‘I’m sorry, Melissa, I was given this work in confidence, but I can ask the author,’ William said. ‘You. They had lifeguard duty the day our cabins staged that nude-in at the beach. It was funny." It might have been funny at the time but the net result is that I'm going to be understaffed. Robert and Alice will be sixteen next summer while Sam will only be fifteen. While I have no doubt that you three will be excellent counselors, legally I can't let someone less that eighteen have sole responsibility for minor children." What exactly would you want?" asked Pete."As I was saying before the kids. Until the events of this story I had never been intimate with another man, but I had often wondered what it would feel like to wank and suck another mans cock.The story begins just over a year ago and I had just come out of another failed relationship and was here at home alone jerking off over a video of some guy sucking a tranny cock, after I'd come all over myself and tasted my own cum I knew I had to do something about my fantasy, I had read lots of stories online and even internet searched. Yet somewhere deep inside of her, she was okay with it. Is it so wrong to experience pleasure? she thought.She looked around and noticed the boys around her, and some of the girls, were staring at her. She blushed and smiled nervously. She leaned forward so that her shirt came away from her chest. From this angle, though, she could clearly smell something emanating from between her legs. She felt at once ashamed and incredibly curious about it.Suddenly Mr. Ivarson cleared his throat and broke.