Her parents had gone off to visit an old school friend for the weekend, and they’d agreed that Julie could stay home as long as she wasn’t alone. ...ince we were both 16, and my parents lived only a couple of streets away, they agreed I could come over and stay the night, as long as Julie phoned to let them know everything was ok – you know the sort of thing. Basically, we’d spent the afternoon at to the cinema, had pizza, come home and changed into our pyjamas, before going up to Julie’s room. Turned out the owner was glad to be rid of them.“Wish you’d take some more of the computer stuff,” the guy said, spitting tobacco on the pavement. “Got most of an estate sale where the owner just went missing. No foul play that they could tell, no note, no apparent legal problems. Just gone.”That was a red flag, according to Chuck. Bud did not have to buy everything that he saw.“Show me,” he said. “Not making any promises.”“Hey, make me an offer,” the guy spat on the sidewalk. He actually had. It was a pretty cozy dorm, small but not suffocating. A single bed, a desk, and a few bookshelves where all that accented the space. There was something about it though...this inviting feeling, a vibe I couldn't quite describe. I immediately felt comfortable when I first stepped into the room.Trying to push my anxious thoughts out of my mind, I grabbed my bag of toiletries, took off my shirt & headed to the bathrooms. Technically we weren't supposed to walk around campus in such an "indecent". I was embarrassed to be stripping him in front of everybody and then I thought, ‘He is going to be more embarrassed than me.’ I knelt in front of him and slipped my fingers over the waist band and pulled down. His erection popped up missing my face by inches.Sharon, ever one with the word, yelled, “I give John’s a 9.4; what do you guys say?”John laughed and sat down trying to cross his legs and hide part of the erection. He was not very successful; I know, because I kept peeking at him.Ron.