Sweet Green wasn’t the first guy to be looking for me. It’s happened a couple of times before. First thing I needed to do was find Mister Green an... get a good look at him, nice to know what your stalker looks like.Our city is like a lot of cities of its size. Crime and disorder outgrew law enforcement all too quickly. Most of the undesirable element was concentrated in one area. From Hobart Street to Fifth Street and from Michigan Avenue to Broadway, an area of some twenty square blocks, was. It was beyond description. My ultimate fantasy was about to become reality. Daniel chewed a small hole through my hose and got his wet tongue against my tight, virgin asshole. He licked me for a while as I enjoyed Mark’s manhood. Mark was making me deep throat him to the point I would gag and my eyes would water. When I gagged and lurched, Daniels tongue would probe deeper in my hole. I guess Dan finally hit his breaking point and decided he needed to take my virginity. I tried to relax but it. While I usually put on bermuda shorts -- way too big, so it could hide any potential hard-on -- Haley usually stuck to a flimsy top and the shortest cut-off jeans known to man, or -- as she was that evening -- just a nighty with panties underneath. Strangely enough, her walking around like that was not a problem for anyone, probably because she usually wore an even more revealing bikini during the daytime.Anyway, we had started the evening with a lighthearted comedy and afterwards had started. I thought I would never have a chance to fuck her so I didn’t try. Leanne’s hair was dark brown at the time and she wore small tops forcing her large 36 GG tits to strain against the material. Charlotte on the other hand was different. She had short blonde hair and was a little over weight. I didn’t bother me so much as I knew both of them were not interested.Around lunch time I went over to the shop to get some food. I left Leanne a note and locked the door. It wasn’t till I came back that.