”Without blinking, Benny said, “That’s nice of you to say.”“I see you’re still escorting Cathy around.”“Yes.”“He’s the perfect b...oyfriend for me.”“That is something I can’t pretend to understand,” Mrs. Lancaster said.“Those who need to understand it, understand it.”“Well, enjoy yourselves at the Prom.”Cathy said, “We will.”At first Cathy had wondered why Benny wasn’t intimidated by Mrs. Lancaster like every other student and teacher she knew. Then she realized that most people barely registered. With every step, with every word, I felt that much closer to her, and I fell that much more in love with her. All her perfections, her imperfections, everything about them drove me crazy. We made it to the hill and I began my usual routine of finding a different spot to lie on. I always like trying to sit down somewhere different every time hoping that I could find a new perspective on things. The sun was slowly sleeping on the horizon and night was beginning to be born anew. I saw a single. He's a little out of my league babe..." Following behind him, she dodged his shirt and jeans as he casually tossed them off."It sounds to me like you need a little confidence boaster." He replied, tossing his boxers aside before a little smirk crossed his face. "Go get our friend...we'll have your courage up in no time" and he turned on the water. "Our friend" was what the pair casually called one of her toys: a large and perhaps menacing black rubber dildo.She gave a smile, not quite sure. I always considered myself to be straight, and I certainly dated my share of pretty girls in high school. I enjoyed having sex with girls. They were soft and smooth and smelled good. So, why was I all of a sudden fantasizing about cock up my ass? And what was I going to do about it? I figured that maybe if I tried it one time, my curiosity would be satisfied. But, until that happened, I was completely obsessed with the idea. I had to take some kind of action, but I didn’t know where to begin. I.