I loved how it felt, how it smelled, how I could practically hide underneath it, and I was sick at the thought of losing it. However, it was easy t... tell just how excited cutting my hair had made Steve -- he'd already come in my mouth twice and I could feel the beginnings of a third eruption stirring in his loins -- and that made my sacrifice more than worth it. When Steve was finally spent, he looked at me lovingly. "What a marvelous cocksucker you are," he said as he ran his hand over. .. most of us down here come to work wondering if we will have a job for very long," he said, "There have been a lot of people come and go from here and no one really knows why. They just leave and we never see them again. We hear rumors of firings and such, but who really knows the truth? It makes us all nervous and paranoid. We just do our jobs and then go home and put the day behind us." "How can you work like that? Not knowing how long you will be here, not having any kind of job security?. “One night there was a thunderstorm. Our parents were working late, so under the pretext of being frightened by the cracks of thunder, I went to Dan’s bedroom. He was laying there, unable to sleep with the noise of the rain against his window and the flashes and cracks of thunder. I slipped under the duvet and went to work on him. You know – head on his shoulder, one leg over one of his so I could rub myself against his thighs – apparently without noticing what I was doing. I remember the. This brief interaction was an icebreaker though and we were soon chatting comfortably. Although he looked older than nineteen due to his chiselled features he was in fact still a student. He also revealed that he was currently free and single and was actually checking his ‘phone for updates on a dating website just before I approached him. I glanced around to see if anyone was watching us then I leaned across the table and whispered, “I don’t want you to think I’m weird or anything but I wonder.