He traced the outline of mypanties with his fingers, and then laid his hand flat on my butt, squeezingand rubbing and feeling. I squirmed a bit, tryin... to get away from him, andhe just gripped my shoulder harder, holding me tightly, preventing me fromescaping.It was very strange. I felt horrified. I felt utterly humiliated. I feltlike my worst dream was coming true. He was violating any and all promisesabout how I would be treated. He was completely objectifying me,dehumanizing me, not even for. I started daydreaming about Davis, and another friend, Jeremy, and other friends. I daydreamed about us in our Speedos rubbing against each other.I started noticing boys' butts at swim practice; and not just their butts, but their bodies and faces as well. Changing with everybody for practice one morning, it finally dawned on me that we could even rub on each otheer naked.I kept waiting for Davis to rub on me the way he had before, because I figured I could roll over under him and we could rub. "Marz sniffed and caught the aroma of food."Come on, let's eat. Then we can make some plans."Sitting there eating with Jess, listening to her chatter excitedly about him, BJ, her friends and the information pack sent to her by the University, he realised how much he was going to miss her.And she was right, he'd put his life on hold so he could make sure she had a place to call home. In two months he would be back on his own and he realised he needed to get his own life back on track.The past. I am not going to tell you how it all started, that I hope is to be a story of another time, lets just say she is middle aged woman and perhaps not the most beautiful though in no way ugly, she is still nicely shaped, tall, and a little underweight, her strawberry blond to red-hair enhancing the features of a fortunately barren lady, fed up of making her way past groping men of power, who took a woman trying to get on up the ladder of promotion as “fair game,” and “a perk of the job” rather.