I pushed down my boxer-briefs, and pulled it out. The night air felt cool and nice. Her eyes staring down at my cock was pretty nice, too.“Michelle ...aid you had a big cock. She was quite truthful. Can you make it hard for me?” I looked around again.“Maybe. Showing me your breasts would help.” It seems only fair, right? She laughed, looked me in the eyes, and then licked her lips. She slipped the straps of her dress down off her shoulders, then lowered the dress to her stomach. Slowly,. I should be outraged! But I was no longer angry; I was fascinated, spellbound, and definitely becoming intensely aroused. I gulped as I saw Bill’s big strong hands pulling at the buttons of Lisa’s blouse. She reached back to unhook her bra; Bill pulled him to her as her clothes fell away, and sucked hungrily at Lisa’s nice full tits. My own nipples were rock hard at this point, just like hers. I could feel them poking through my sheer bra and rubbing against my silk blouse. My whole body was. But she did not try to see me even once. Disappointed I slowed down and continued running.This kept happening for another week, I would cross her, but she would never see me, always staring down. She would be always looking at the ground. One day, my frustration levels were at their peak, and being angry at myself about being shy I was running around the park with double my usual speed. I kept running, I crossed her a total of 13 times in just 20 minutes. Finally, she looked at me, but I could. I brought things back to my current predicament. “Hey, man. I need your help with something. I was wondering if you could help me out.”He looked at me with a curious look on his face, “Something to do with last night?”I nodded, “You could say that. Yesterday made me realise how weak I really am, how unprepared I am to survive, let alone thrive in this world. Being a third-slotter is all well and good, but it’s all potential. I just unlocked my ability last night and a complete novice in its.