She'd had one with Gary, but he never honored it."No. You'll know," I said."You realize this may take some time," she said.She bent and slipped a leat...her hood over my head. The only openings were for my nostrils and a zipper over my mouth. I was completely blind and deaf when wearing the hood. She laced it tightly behind my head, pulling the thick leather smooth and tight around my head. I heard a bit of static, then a "click" and her voice, tinny from the cheap speakers, was in my ears."Stand. ..I don't know what we're supposed to do" I said. Jim turned on the bathroom lights and pulled the door partially closed. and put the TV on a easy listening music station and turned off the lights in the room. He walked over to me and started unbuttoning my shirt, then he loosened my belt. I reached for him and started doing the same. After undoing his belt I hesitantly lowered his zipper as it reached it's end I felt his hardness behind it. I looked up into his eyes, surprised. Jim carefully. Over that year, Roxanne and I had really become attached to each other. We had sex constantly at first, but we slowed down after a while, and really worked on our relationship. The first day I was gonna tutor her, Roxanne said she would leave, so I wouldn't be distracted. She gathered all her books, notes, and everything else she needed. At first, it was just like old times. We worked together, and got along. Even though we went over everything, somehow, she still managed to get some words out. But I didn't even have a kiss from a girl my age, and that was where the real problem lay.All of my parent's sexual teachings, radical views and their total belief in freedom of censorship counted for nothing. Indeed all of the by-laws, or ordinances as they preferred to call the changes that were the charter, didn't mean a thing against my one major problem. I was shy, as scared of girls as a man who couldn't swim was of diving in the deep end of a swimming pool! Years of rejections when I was.