How could someone raised in this wasteland get himself lost in it? Pulse quickening, he tried to shake off the fuzzy headed feeling that inched its wa... down into his gut as well. He blinked against the bright sunlight and started walking. Any direction, he reasoned, was better than standing stock still in his own piss.Tremblers continued all day long. Every time Patrick settled himself down enough to begin to figure out where the hell he was at, another wave beneath his feet would bring panic. My grades improved because my mind wasn't on dating or making a connection. I was focusing on school and not the lack of sex in my life. People around me noticed it too. I got compliments on my smiles. People even told me they didn't think I knew how to smile. Apparently, I'd been a grumpy Gus, rarely smiling. After our tryst, I smiled a lot more thinking about Jay.Our second get together was just as delicious as the first. Jay picked me up to run since it was a 'rest' day for the group. We. Jan, the oldest and apparent boldest of the group, looked both ways and stepped right in front of me grabbing my package hard through my pants. Squeezing my gonads and with a smirk said, “boy, I hope that Rachel is paying you big for these things” as she rolled both my testicles with force. It happened so fast that I did not have time to react and when I did, all I could do was turn red from embarrassment.Rachel immediately responded, “ Jan, he is not that way, not even close, he is here on his. Stephanie told me she had trained Boo and Brutis for years. But she lost a lot of weight and is down to a hundred pounds. Her hips shrunk and she can’t handle boo anymore. So he has been neglected for a couple months. She could and did still enjoy Brutis. She also then told me of Kandi plans. I was hurt, angry and was watching revenge. I almost demanded she take Brutis next. I didn’t let Kandi know I was informed on her secret plan.Boo got off her after only a minute or so and Steph said damn.