..thanks but no thanksHe slammed his laptop shut and thought little of the incident for the restof the day.Part II:(switched to first person for the d...ration of the story)As I strolled out of the school, I perked up to the sight of the flashinglights of a cop car parked outside the main entrance. "Fucking great" Imuttered to myself, wondering which student had done what now... I pushedthrough the gaggle of giggling teen bimbos and equally empty headed jocks(many of whom were embarrassingly. She wore an oversized tank top that barely covered her nipples; onehand scratched at the curly chest hair that sprouted from between herlarge breasts. Several inches of hair spilled out of her armpits. Shewore no pants or underwear. Her sleeve tattoos were clouded by a layer ofsoft arm hair that extended from the middle of her biceps down to herknuckles. Her thighs showed only a dusting of hair, but it grew into athick blond coat by the time it reached her shins and the tops of herfeet. Her. She was now quite sure that he had lived opposite her from the start, watching her from his window as well as through the cameras he had sent her and the other ones that she now knew he had installed without telling her. The question she was now wrestling with was what to do about it.Now that she was naked Romeo was busily exercising what he considered to be his rights, and she didn't stop him but she wasn't really paying much attention to what he was doing. She now knew that her suspicion that. I would open my coat completely, and take off my shorts and sandals, so I was only wearing an open coat. The men loved to watch me masturbate, they loved my muscular body and 7inch cock, and they would all take turns stroking me, although I favored certain guys who stroked me just right. If I was really turned on, I would take off my coat and be totally naked surrounded by men while openly masturbating.I started stroking other men's cock while they stroked me; it only seemed fair. I started not.