I stepped off the plane and saw a tall, early 20’s, unsure, man standing directly in front of me- the fact I noticed him was he looked exactly like ...me and had a sign that said ‘Sadie’ (my name), I quickly approached him and smiled up at him ‘Hi, estranged brother’ hoping my use of a large word would show maturity to him. ‘Oh my god, Sadie, it’s you, really you.’ He ended up grabbing me in a tight hug and telling me why he moved far away and all about his job as a child social worker. I followed. I'm actually a junior. I transferred and the English class I had didn't meet the same requirements." "Makes sense." * Weeks went on and I prayed she'd be waiting by my car one day. Begging for extra credit. But she didn't. This girl was mature and the only thing I knew (besides wanting to fuck her brains out) was that she was devoted. Why is that a turn on? No idea. I went out drinking with a couple buddies one Sunday, which was a bad idea and we went to a bar I know is usually crawling with. Yes, I could not help but notice, but i wasn’t going to admit it! “You gotta get dressed and go” I told him, but he didn’t listen. He just smiled and looked at me. He then slid to his knees, on all fours and arched his back, exposing his tight little brown hole. “ You’re not gay for me?” he asked. “No!” i responded, but the feeling in my pants told me I was lying. “You don’t want this?” Felipe had now rolled to his back and with his legs pressed up to his chest, gently stroked his hole with his. I am truly sorry, I didn't realize" That's completely alright Nina, if you care to sit here for a moment while I take care of something." She said and entered a room.I sat blushing in her hall, but again the sound vibrated through the apartment again although this time I noticed it wasn't Ms. Marge's yet a female sound.And it wasn't all that terrible; I could sense it carried a bit of pleasure in it. Anyhow I was still in my place when she emerged from the room asking me about my ideas for the.