One of my favorite songs came on. It was a slow love song. A tear rolled down my cheek as he hugged me tighter as we listened to it. When it was over,...he leaned in and kissed me deeply on the lips, which lasted longer than a minute. His lips were so warm. I couldn't believe I found him. He had to go home since his chemistry finals were the next day. I gave him my number and he said he would call me after his test was over. We kissed again. He hugged me. My head was positioned perfectly in his. I sat in the cubical and played with it, looking at the photos in the porn magazine, and learnt what adults do in all their graphic detail to produce this liquid.I left the cubical a changed little girl, the magazine stuffed down behind the pan, my nipples and vulva, coated and smeared, such was my curiosity, and I am sure the man who's sperm coated my most intimate of body parts, would have thrilled if he knew, what I did behind the locked door.It was seven years later, at fifteen, when my. What choice did I have? I could very well attempt to walk to the bus stop in my present condition! And the way she was seated did not allow her to see my hidden hardiness.I quickly got up and headed to the bathroom, and locked the door. As I desperately fished out my throbbing cock as I noticed a pair of Barb's blue satin panties on the top of her hamper. I quickly snatched them up and held them to my nose, inhaling her scent. With no time to really enjoy the experience, I wrapped her panties. He wipes my tears away ever so calmly although his eyes inform me that this conversation isn’t over. David: ‘Everything is perfectly fine. The lady and I are together. We were having a relational dispute. That’s all.’ The guard looks at me for confirmation and I nod my head in agreement. His brown eyes glare holes into David’s hand on my waist and he looks at me as if to say ‘another sistah done strayed from the flock.’ I can literally see him shaking his head in disgust in my mind’s eye..