” Little did I know.Linda and I became closer over the year. I became depressed at points, and visually showed it sometimes. One day, it was so b...d, and I sat alone, not wanting to disturb Linda and her friend’s conversation. She came up to me alone in the halls later that day at 3:30 and asked, “Marcus, what’s going on?” I told her some about how I felt lonely inside and such. Yeah she comforted me, and I will never forget that. I will love her as long as I can for that.A month later, I. ZebI was standing in a bedroom watching as I stood in a line of horney men. A line that stretched out into the hallway down past the bathroom door and moved very slowly. I couldn’t really tell what was going on but I was getting closer to finding out. The line lurched forward again. I could see a woman’s legs, encased in nylon with heels on, sticking straight into the air. I could hear the muffled sounds of passion coming from the woman. She was pulling a train. Every male at the party. As the mutual thrusting became continuous faster and harder, her little miniature-bikini-model body began to convulse her eyes opened and almost popped out of their sockets as she let out one long and loud moanscream, then closed again as her body when back to limp putty. I picked her up, and stood up, my cock still well deep inside her, her tiny legs around my waist, one hand holding her sexy little teenage butt covering almost all of it, the other arm wrapped around her shoulders. Her eyes. .. You suggested that we started with at least two times a day, so I masturbated Erik on Friday three times, than five times on Saturday, and yesterday err... six times, I think," Kate replied shyly."Seven times, mom." Erik corrected Kate."Hmmm .... yes, you are right honey, seven times," agreed Kate."Bravo Kate!" enthusiastically commented Dr. Wood. "And bravo Erik, you're really potent and full of sexual energy. Obviously you were more and more relaxed day by day?" Yes, I was more relaxed day.