Either way, I knew I was going to fail the class.But then I saw him poke his head out from a partially-open gate door along the fence. He nodded my wa...y, then glanced around to ensure no one was nearby. I followed quickly, then he closed and locked the gate from the inside. He led me quickly into the workshop, using a key to unlock the padlock and the door lock, then relocked the deadbolt from the inside.It was quiet and dark in the room. I could hear his breathing behind me. I was ready for. Staring back was Becky,with long blonde hair disheveled. Her features were classicallybeautiful, perfect nose, blue eyes, high cheek bones with a chin thatcame to a delicate point. Lifting his hand to touch his face he watchedthe girl in the mirror touch her face. This is not possible he thoughtagain,but the girl in the mirror stared back at him. Well I've wondered whatshe looks like naked, I guess I'll get to see now. The irony of thesituation caused him to lose it in a fit of hysterical. .matured..but yes, that’s you isn’t it?” She nodded, and lowered her eyes. I now realised what this was all about, and my anticipation increased, as did the rigidity of my cock, if that was at all possible. “And these needs of yours?” She nodded, and looked up, her eyes conveying the question she wanted me to answer. “Yes.” I said. I took her hands away from my cock, which had stopped moving as she faced the questions that would determine the rest of our relationship. “Yes, what?” she asked. ” His eyes were open wide as if he were shocked by the question. I guess I was throwing a lot at him, I mean here he was a virgin, home from the service, and having screaming sex with a guy twice his age. I couldn’t help myself. His skin was pale and beautiful, and it was tight over his muscles. He wasn’t muscular though, just thin and tight. The only hair on him was in his armpits and a little tuft over his dick. Yeah, and his dick. It had a life of it’s own, I swear. Long and thick, sweetly.