Besides, there was some long-term boyfriend somewhere in the background, although she never really talked about him. Not that I wasn’t seeing girls ...at the time. I regularly went out on the pull with my mates, I just seemed to have a genius for picking the wrong women: the relationships rarely lasted past the first date. In fact for a while it seemed as if my romantic disasters were the main source of entertainment in the office. My male workmates would guffaw as I told my tales of woe, while. "He shrugged his shoulders, "So!" So?" interjected, Jen. "What the heck is that supposed to mean?" Look, I really don't care what you and your little group of lesbo weirdo's think of me. Those damn Cheerleaders weren't out there busting their asses during the 97 degree heat while we ran our summer drills! They weren't going home with bruises the size of baseballs, or limping with muscle pulls that would cripple anyone else. I didn't see them running the track to get ready for the 4th quarter,. I had settled on the grass below a grass bank, I knew several couples used to make out on it. It was over half an hour before a pair came along hand in hand, he was about 18/19 and quite good looking she was a little thing and wore a mini and t shirt which showed her small figure of to perfection. Her hair was long light brown and she had very little makeup on,her blue eyes shone as she looked at her feller walking with her. They sat together on the slope watching the ducks and kissing every. “It’s good in the dark,” he said. “Look at them fellahs go at it.” I did.My new friend unzipped his pants. I could hear him stroke his cock. Not hard, just getting it out, warming it up. I felt a drop of precum from my cock stick against my shorts.He stood closer to me, not touching, letting me get used to his smell and presence.The movie stopped.“Feed the monkey,” he said.I dropped two quarters but got another couple inside the machine. The movie started anew.“You’re not even here,” he said..