I am 18 and she is 15, and she is also very pretty with light red hair just past her shoulders, with very pretty blue eyes.She has a nice pair of tits...I would like to see and maybe even lick.(squeak)I put my dick away and picked up a book.This time she stayed and I asked, “What will you do if you ever do catch me?”“I don’t know I haven’t gotten that far yet!” She honestly said.“You’re young, only 15... have some patience little sister!”“My best friend Brenda tells me that all boys 17 and 18 are. I am so sorry." No!" I shouted, but the nurse who had stood behind me simply lifted my ponytail and sliced through it. I started to cry as she switched on a small white hand held shaver and switched it on. She placed the blades at the front of my head and shaved a strip, leaving the centre of my head with a bald stripe. Then she did it again, and again, shaving me bit by bit, as each tress fell away, she lifted it free and dropped it into a bag marked 'medical waste'. The nurse continued to. Paul would be offering me to those men to be their whore for the night too, and just the anticipation of it was arousing to me.Sucking My Two New Friends and Being Fucked It was about 11:30 pm when Kurt and Jimmy came back to our table, and Kurt said, “No luck on finding any available pussy, so we might like to take you up on your offer. Honestly, you were going to get the sales on my new project anyway, but this adds a fun little twist to it. I have no idea how you could know about a married. Our little secret. To have a collaborator, so intimate. Like whispering in each others ears. We awaken these things in each other. Hers, lost and now found through my words. Mine uncovered, like curtains being drawn back and revealing what was always there but hidden. Sweet and gentle discovery! Sudden and intense rediscovery! We have our secret, safe place. Outside of it, we go through our lives. Never to meet, never to look into each others eyes. It need not be. We have already looked into.