I wasn't on anything though, I figured why would I need it? I wasn't sexually active. But if I was going to go any further with Keenan I would need to... make sure we were safe.Of course my mind was still fixated on him, now I was thinking about birth control. I was at an all girls camp, I should think of arts and crafts and that kind of shit. Instead I'm mentally plan how I'm going to have sex with a boy scout and not have a baby in nine months. Thinking about him was driving me crazy. I couldn't. His name was Jamal and he seemed genuinely interested in helping this pretty perky and preppy little white girl, telling her that one of the cheerleaders had recently gotten pregnant and had to withdraw from the squad so there was a position available. He said he could put in a good word with the squad captain, as long as Tara wasn't a racist. Tara promised she wasn't, and Jamal went on to explain that Tyra, the captain, was black and so he wanted to make sure Tara was willing to do what a. I posted an ad to CL stating my bisexual desires and my availability to play with couples. The ad had been up for a while when I got a response from a married couple that lived about an hour away. The response was from the wife. She wrote that they had been involved in the swinging lifestyle for several years, and were interesting in expanding her husband's boundaries. She was looking for a bi male to show him the pleasures of gay sex, to see if he might like to add that to his repertoire for. You will become simply ‘Male Number Three’ for ease of singling out ... just another faceless and worthless male, to service the whim of any woman choosing to use you.” As his anus tingled with foreboding at the thought of what he was to be reduced to, she teased his nose closer to the warm moistness of her cunt, and allowed him a good sniff of her spice, before turning his head again, to have him view the bulbous woman lay down the hood upon the bench, ready for his fitting, then lift a robust.