Expectantly I raised my eyebrows, signalling that it was ok for him to take me. He just smiled. “Do you think the people up the carriage can see you...squirming like this? Do you think they’d start to take notice if I let you touch yourself?” I shot him a surprised glare, as if he’d overstepped the mark, but it wouldn’t fool him. He knew part of me wanted to do exactly that. Knew what a tangled mess of hormones I was. Knew that touching myself was the third most exhilarating experience in my. Drive the college guys crazy.”Drive the college crazy ... hmmm. “George, may I borrow Mel, pretty please?”“What for?”“I want her to teach me about sexy.”“Hell, I can do that,” and he leered.“Not sex, George, sexy.”“Damn, K. Yer no fun.”“And intend to keep it that way.”Joe A burst in, “Karen Post! You keep doing what you did last night. Every single ... and a few of the attached ... guys wanted you. Lessons in sexy? You don’t need lessons in sexy. That’s what’s the matter with these kids. You. "She held up her hand, and opened the door, back into the restaurant, stopping me from speaking."Oh, and thanks for asking how I was coping with it. Look, you seem like a nice enough person, but, maybe, instead of just watching other people, and taking them into yourself, you should talk to them too? Just a suggestion." She smiled, and walked out, back into the restaurant, leaving me standing, hugging myself in the bathroom.My head was spinning. What did she mean? What else was going on? Was. ...my doctor put me in that. Sh...she said it...it was for my..myprotection," he fearfully replied."Stuck in a chastity belt, I never heard of such a thing for a guy. Whatthe hell, doctor's orders you say. Well I can still get some pleasureout of this," he said turning Harold away from him."What are you doing....naaaauuuuugggghhhhh...please..." Harold screamed as hefelt George pressing up against him."I was going to get your rocks off first but it looks like I'm going tobe the one to do it.