I pulled on my white Speedo Bikini bathing suit. My cock, balls and ass cheeks were plainly visible through the thin material; my wiry pubic hairs cre...ted a dark shadow in the front of my suit. No shirt, no shoes...I went downstairs. "Hi there, my name's Greg. I just moved in a few months ago." Both girls looked up, I thought I detected a half smile and a gleam in the eyes of the Oriental girl as she looked at my face, glanced at my crotch, then quickly away. The fat girl eyed the bulge in my. The talcum powder? It would dry her out, but could you use it there? It's used on diaper rash, isn't it? "...for external use...do not use on broken skin..." It's not really skin...Do you want to put talcum on your lips? Or butt hole? Chip had done that only a couple of times.***The girl in just an uncomfortable bra said, "What am I thinking!? Even if it's okay, I don't want it soft and smooth. I'm trying to get it were I don't want to touch it."She picked up the box with the douche. She. This happened a day after I had a huge fight with my ex, arguing in the laundary room of all places. There was only ONE openly gay guy on my campus (catholic school), and everybody knew him. He was an average built white guy, blonde, unremarkable. Very annoying. A few times he just welcomed himself in our apartment and wouldn't leave, had to kick him out few times. Always ran into him. So one night I was doing laundry late in our basement, which was right acroos the hall from my apartment.. Although it is only a short drive to the restaurant, my balls are sore from the pressure the ring is putting on them. I haven't had to drive or walk this far with it on yet. As I walk in to pick up my order, everyone is looking at me. Is it that obvious? Do they think I am some kind of pervert? I pay for my order and leave like there is nothing wrong. When I arrive home I give my key holder her dinner and tell her the cage is putting too much pressure on my nuts. She pulls down my shorts and.