I have an appointment." "Yeah, just go on in. He'll be with you in a moment," she says, without even raising her eyes from her precious I-phone.I sigh...impatiently; apparently Blondie wasn't hired for her IQ score. I follow her offhand instructions and enter the office ahead of me. I'm greeted with floor to ceiling windows, allowing the sun to stream into his office of wall to wall bookshelves. A deep purple area rug covers dark wood floors on which sits a metal desk that almost resembles a. She opened her bag and removed some clothes, looked like gown. On my own I went outside the compartment and she locked the door and closed the window from inside.Imagining that she was changing again was making me think in the direction of sex (which I had somehow managed not to think of). After maybe 5 mins she opened the door and without looking at me went to bathroom. To my surprise she was wearing a silky sleeveless gown (that time even sleeveless thing was not common). I tried to not think. I knelt next to him and cradled him. He came to a little and half smiled at me, then hugged back. "What the fuck happened?" I asked him, almost yelling. I was bugging out. I just knew someone had read him as a boy and taken hate out on him. I couldn't believe we were dumb enough to think he could pull this off. What the fuck was wrong with us? Why did we think he wouldn't be beaten? Why couldn't we have gone to a proper gay club? I was going to hunt down and ritualistically murder whoever the. I am 6feet tall,with average body and fair in colour. This is my first story and its a true incident happened with me a few years back.I am a regular reader of this site and hence am sharing my experience with u guys.I never got a chance for any sexual intercourse with anyone.An i was kind of sex starved.I hope u people like my story and also learn the best and most satisfying way of shagging.I never had any girl friends nor i was engaged in any sexual activity till then. I live with my parents.