I heard her get up later and she spent some time in the bathroom. When she came down, she was pale and looked sick.She didn’t say anything, but didn...��t want any breakfast. I asked her how long she had been like this, and she admitted that it had been a few days.I was hoping we could discuss our plans for our future some more, as well as preparing for our special night together. I realised that Maggie wasn’t in the right mood, and so I tried to hide my frustration that our evening might not go as. He came closer and told me he was sorry if he had embarrassed me last night, while he stared at meI just said it was fine for me; nothing to worry about it. There was an awkward moment of silence between us; then we went our separate ways.The same night I hit again the showers at late night. I was alone there…I found the guy there, having a shower. I got closer and asked him if I could see his cock once again. The guy seemed surprised, but he finally said sure; since there was no one else. But I didn't want to hang out there more than an hour or so, turn into the old guy (all of 42) who keeps bothering the perky blonde chicks.So then I found a park in the neighborhood which I'd never paid much attention to because it seemed to mainly be for kids. Now, though, it was kind of pleasant to kill an hour or so before lunch, listening to my iPod and watching the little buggers running around, laughing and yelling and burning off enough energy to power a skyscraper. (Note: idea for new. MY FIRST SEXPERIENCE I really hadn’t been hitchhiking for long before I had my first sexual experience while thumbing. I was on a back road hoping to catch a ride to the next town about ten miles away. I’d been out there maybe 15 minutes (but as always it seemed like an hour). A guy in an old pick-up slowed down and with breaks squealing stopped right in the middle of the road. The window came down: “Where ya’ goin’, sonny?” the old man asked. I told him the next town. “”Yep, that’s where.