" But she was with me when I grabbed Drinks. She carried the bottles." I defended her. She looked at me in disbelieve. "Well that may be but she is my...best friend and she should've known I had a crush on you." She was on the edge of tears.I'm done with her" She ran off. I felt guilty and soon I remembered I drove. "Where you wanna go?" I shouted at her. "Away!" Was all she said. Well I guess my luck was gone but I had to stop her."Wait!" I ran after her. I reached her at the girls’ locker room. The interstate had been almost deserted and she had seen the truck waiting to merge, when it had obviously miss-timed its entry and shot out in front of her. The fact she had been half watching the road and half talking on the phone made little difference to her. It had been a call to her agent; as an up and coming ad model she always needed to be pushing for that next big break. Michaela climbed awkwardly out of her damaged soft top the desert dust swirling around her car. Her little car was. I was still attracted to girls, their bodies, their delicate features, softness, the wonderful scents and so on, but my shyness always held me back from ever so much as touching a girl, much less having sex with one, and in no certain terms I wanted to have sex with girls. Some time after I left school I wanted to travel, but having little money I decided that hitch hiking would get me where I wanted to go, out west to mountains and eventually to California and the ocean. I was still a virgin. It was creepy, but a seedy place is where you take a slut wife.Despite the stage fright, I managed to get pretty hard. I ate her out to turn myself on more and forget about the creepiness of the men behind me, and start pounding his wife again. I lasted alittle longer, but I still felt like a virgin coming within 2 minutes in her pussy. My cum splashing the insides of her cunt turned me on, as well as the others. They finally got the balls to fuck her, and a line started after me.I took my seat.