”“I am, Jennie, but I have to get you excited first in order to be able to taste what Freddie was tasting. It wouldn’t do any good just to lick ...a dry pussy.”“Oh. I guess not. Okay, go ahead and do what you have to do.”“It isn’t torture, Jennie. Really it isn’t.”I pulled her panties down over her hips and all the way off her legs before dropping them on the floor. I decided not to give her my lecture about the evils of sleeping in panties. I was sure I had already given her that one on at least. Suddenly I saw a huge hard cock sticking through a hole on the other side of the stall and the hand of that person in the stall started to stroke it…This went on for a few seconds, then the cock pulled out of the hole and I heard the door opening on the middle stall and saw a man slip in with his full erect cock in hand.I could hear him whispering something to the person in the black panties, who then sat down on the toilet. To my surprise, I could then see it was a blond young man in his. ? My mother said as she gave me a backpack that she had packed for the journey.?I will.? I told them.At this point, from where I’m standing in the line for selection, I didn’t give a damn if I passed the selection at all. I would have preferred a quick death from the end of a gun barrel to the living nightmare that I would have to endure across the boarder. However, I had promised my parents that I would at least try to make the best of my situation. So I tried to treat the selection seriously. Holding my hips, he turned me around. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he moved down slowly. Reaching my butt he slid a finger from the bottom of my butt upwards between the crack of my cheeks. I closed my eyes and my breathing quickened. Very nice indeed, he said. Turning me around facing him, he grabbed me and pulled me to him. As he laid back, he pulled me up on him. My dick was brick hard and my heart pounded. All the worries I had were gone now. As he moved his hand up my back he asked,.