I think I might die before they even get me up and hanging.Finally, at the top of the rise, I fall and allow the cross to lay on the ground. I fall ne...t to it, exhausted, unable to move. I am taken roughly, moved over the cross. I begin struggling weakly, without thinking how useless it is. And it is useless. I am thrown over on my back on top of the cross. My protests and struggles are ignored as if I am a fly.I feel the the rough edges of the cross beams under me, pushing ridges in to my back. My cries filled the room, silencing everything else but the pounding of my heart.I don’t know how this happened, but one second I was leaning against a stall with my lover’s tongue on my labia and the next I was sitting on a sink with her head between my widespread legs.Candy was such a skilled lover that an orgasm began growing within me moments after her tongue first made contact with my lower lips. By then, my chest was rising and falling to the rapid rhythm of my breaths and my head was. We kissed for more than 3 to 5 minutes in standing position only. Then she asked how boys masturbate so I did and showed her.Then I slowly removed her top. She was wearing yellow color t-shirt. Then I saw her white BRA. I asked what the size is so she said its 34B so I came to know. Slowly I un-hooked her bra her lovely BREAST popped out like superb.She was feeling shy and had closed her eyes. I slowly cared her breast. I was pressing her breast and still she had closed her eyes. Then I started. That didn't bother me though because I had confidence that I knew who I was and who the people who actually 'saw' me were. I didn't need to know about anyone else, not yet at least.The day started like any other Saturday. I was woken by the sun coming into my window and shining right into my closed eyes. I had been up late the night before playing an online game with a few of my friends so I wasn't happy about my wake up call but it was time to get up. After all I was going to be hanging out.