I talked with a few of my friends and to my suprise this is not at all uncommon. At first I thought it was me or maybe he was having an affiar. Of cou...se it wasn't me and he wasn't having an affair, he was just not interested in sex like I was and I'd have to find a way to be okay with that. So I decided to let myself have a friend, with benefits. I looked for someone that I knew I wouldn't bump into around town, someone not too far but not too close to home. After several weeks I stumbled upon. As I wasn’t allowed to talk to any friend and I couldn’t talk to any member of family, I started getting frustrated. When ever I got into market the only thing I seem to be notice was either breast or between legs or back of a woman. That’s when I discovered masturbation and seem to be spending the entire day in my bedroom fondling my penis and thinking about any female I know, but even after so much orgasm I still wasn’t satisfied. I was 18 Yr old and my testosterone was asking for a female to. I met her down at the Black Leopard, one of my regular hangouts. I hadn't seen her there before, so of course I started working the angles. I caught her eye from the bar, gave her the old smile and wink. She was wearing a classic black cocktail dress, a little jewelry. Very classy. No underwear, not as far as I could see, and I'm an expert at spotting panty lines. My kind of girl.She was there with Christy. The bitch leaned close to her and whispered, shook her head, giving me the hairy. Jake gave a blushing Beth a little kiss and he and Erika ambled toward Mr. McClelland’s class. When Jake and Erika entered the classroom, they thought at first they had a substitute teacher.Katherine Cooper had performed a minor miracle because Carl McClelland looked like he just stepped off the cover of GQ. His hair was fashionably cut and groomed, his glasses were gone, and his clothes were classically stylish. Erika said Mr. McClelland was hot and a couple of her female classmates nodded in.