" Have you? Well you must be good now. If I can't give you anymore lessons, then we shall at least have to have a dance sometime, see if my magic stil...l works." How opportune, I was going to ask if you would like to have dinner one evening, perhaps there could be dancing as well." As well as what?" Ann, you do so enjoy winding people up, don't you?" Yes, David I do, but you were always perfect for me as you always reacted so well by blushing, I couldn't resist. I'm sorry, I gave you a hard time.. I asked him to sit down and tell me some more about himself and I explained why I said privacy and secrecy was a must! I told him that I was gay and that because of my daughter I did not want a lot known of my private life. He sighed in relief and told me that he was too and that is why he wanted out of the dorm. He felt awkward looking at the other guys and was afraid that the guys might see him checking them out.After a few minutes, he spoke in a much softer voice and stated that he liked to. I could feel their hard dicks. Some of the guys started to feel up my body. Naturally, some were surprised when they felt that there was a little package between my legs. I was wearing a skirt with crotch less fishnet pantyhose and a thong. Some just started to jerk my clit. But, nothing really happened with the men from the crowd. But, I was really aroused. The main artist of the night was a singer called Gentleman Spice, or something like that. It's not really a big name, but he was the main. He left the paper on the bench and moved on.Paul turned down a narrow path that he didn't recognize. "Must have put it in when they planted all those trees last year," he thought. The path was quiet and cool, bordered by trees on both sides. It ended after a couple blocks at an old brick well. A "Wishing Well" according to the sign perched on top. Under those words was a notice that all money tossed in the well went to the city's orphanage.Paul thought he could manage a quarter for a good.