" Um, sure," I sat up and rubbed the flat spot in my hair the couch had left. "Let me go clean up."After the quickest shower in my life, I was dressed...in a new pair of pants and button-down shirt. I still had the same pair of worn-out—but comfortable—deck shoes on. Melanie's long, jet-black hair was hanging around her shoulders, highlighting her exotic, angular features.I nervously ran my hand through my hair, wondering if I was finally getting that date with Melanie Nakamura that I had dreamt. She knew she was a Pretty Girl, and that's whatPretty Girls did for other people so they would not think the world was sohorrible."What if they are right? What if it is a horrible world? How could a manlike that walk these streets and do such a horrible thing?"She liked saying the word "horrible," even though it described a badthing. She had learned the word only yesterday, and it was still new toher. It sounded funny, and it was fun to say. "Horrible horriblehorribubble bubble."The nonsense. Her face was plastered with his cum and she was licking her lips. I was still a virgin but had hooked up with several in my class and had shared oral sex with them and knew all about facials.Yes, I was aroused over these pictures, but replaced them as I didn’t want my dad to know I’d found them. So I knew dad had been stepping out on mom and I didn’t like it, but there was nothing I could do about it. Dad got the house, buying mom out of her half, and mom moved back to her hometown. I was sad. While doing work the pen which Anita madam was holding fell down near my feet. I was unaware of it busy in my work. Anita madam bent downwards for searching the pen but mistakenly held my penis in her hand and I got startled by this and moaned “ah!! Anita madam got shocked as me and said me sorry and said she was searching for pen and again bent down. The pen was near my feet so Anita madam’s face got buried on my pant and her nose rubbed my penis gently.That day I had done two times.