Kind words became a grind. People kept giving me the same advice. Life goes on. Keep your chin up. Try and enjoy life. They meant nothing to me. I no ...onger cared about life.The sirens began. But I did not seek shelter. Instead I left the house. The streets were alive with people rushing to the communal shelters and the local tube station. I did not follow. Hopefully this was my night.Screams and blasts provided the midnight chorus. Tracer fire crisscrossed the heavens, while I walked through a. I pissed quickly and made my way back to my seat. After I calmed down I started enjoying the movie and rubbing my hard cock through my jeans. Before long I came in my underwear and hurried home after my hard on went away. I felt dirty and gross about the whole thing and swore to myself never to go back there again. The following Saturday night I found myself paying my admission to the Fine Arts again. I couldn't get the image of the men's room and all of those men smiling at me out of my mind.. Both girls were hot babes so I wasn't sure which one I could blame for my condition. While we danced both girls were working we over pretty good. I detected Sally thrusting her hips occasionally while we danced. It became blurred as to who was seducing who.None of us were drinking alcohol since we were under age so when we decided to head home there was no problem with driving. The only restraint was that it was getting late and we had to make it home before dark. (limited drivers license) We. He approaches the bed and pushes me over onto my back. He is hovering over me, and says, ?Tell me.? i look up at Him, uncertain. He says again, ?Tell me.? After a few more seconds, he clarifies. ?Tell me how you feel.? i look up at him again and feebly shake my head. ?i can’t.? What’s wrong with me? i can’t? What kind of an answer is that? But i knew it was the only answer i could give. Tears begin again. Fear prevented me from saying anything further. Fear of everything i have felt this.