I guess I should be grateful, I did need to brush my teeth- it's a wonder none of them had been knocked out all the times I was smacked around by my t...ormentors. I think I was picked on because I looked immature; with my smooth face, slight build, and medium stature of 5’ 6’. If that did not happen, when the guys would shower for gym, my lack of body hair and small penis would seal the deal. It usually started with verbal abuse and cruel jokes, then it would escalate to having my hair pulled,. I kissed her cheek telling her how pretty she was. Her boyfriend was coming over that afternoon.Anyway, I wanted to get home before the weather started. On the way a mix of ice and snow started to fall, I saw a disheveled looking man hitch-hiking I felt sorry for him being out in the weather so I pulled over He opened the door and before he got in he bent down picking up a pair of pink panties and black pantyhose. He held them up "Oh my i said I was wondering where they were holding my hand. But this time I was dumb enough to go to a mall. Something I had wanted to do so many times before but lost the nerve. Fuck I was stupid. I backed up and put on a masculine attitude. “Dude I think you have me confused with someone else and I am not comfortable with…”He came right back into my personal space, and then like a cheesy rom-com, puts his finger over my lips and said “Shhhh. I saw you, and I knew it was you. I’ve been looking at your ass all day and I knew I had to try.”Then without. I stand there, mouth agape, for what must seem an age until you break me out of my reverie. ‘No hug, either. I’m starting to wonder about you!’ you scold me, trying to hide the smile on your face. Completely thrown off balance, I start to fluster a bit and then reach out and hug you close to me, noticing the musicians are laughing at my plight. Sheepishly, I grab your bag and motion you to proceed me. I smirk at the band’s leader and he gives me a wink while laughing at my antics. Once we’re.