The sturdy sound of the leaves under his boots is getting very close. It stops abruptly behind the bench. My heart was races, I hear it throbbing in m... own head and it is deafening. The pause and the silence other than the wind is excruciating and makes it hard to breath. Something brushes my hair, I can’t tell if it is him or not but I am covered in goose bumps instantly. For a second time my hair is brushed it is definitely a hand sliding under my hair pushing it off to one side and stroking. “Well, she really was trying to cheer me up a little and even when I finally caught up with what she had called you, she must have seen the light go on in my head and she didn’t laugh at me like I was stupid. I did ask her if I had heard her right and she assured me that I had. I would have asked, but she beat me to it. She told me to look up “MASTERS” and “SEX SLAVES” on the computer when I got home. I have to tell you, Sir, this fat little piggy cunt couldn’t get to her house and onto her. The women smiled real big and asked us if we were old enough to even be thinking about this stuff. Thats when I said that we were old to know better but still young enough to not care. Mary, who had jet black hair and big blue eyes smiled and said well okay and removed her top showing a black bra holding up some nice sized tits. My dick got rock hard. Marge, the blonde haired lady with big brown eyes then took her top off showing a lacy white bra which looked really good against her deep tanned. Phil, I think, turned the stereo up, and took hold of my legs and lower body. Jerry did most of the talking, 'listen to what we are saying. We know you didn't report us, and we don't want know trouble.' Phil chimed in 'I checked you out and heard rumors that you don't mind getting fucked. No one knows for sure, but it is spread around campus that you will let guys fuck you'. Jerry continued 'no one lets that many guys fuck them repeatedly and not report them, unless they liked it'. I groaned.