Being all girl really helped.The good news for me was with the growing reputation came girls, lots ofthem. For the first time in my life I was the sta...r of the show and girlswere falling over themselves to meet me.Playing one night at the Bottleneck and I noticed a girl off to the sidewatching intently. I had seen her before hanging around the Universityand music store. I always noticed her because she never went anywherewithout her headphones on, and it was obvious she was into the music.She. She wanted to reach up and pull him to her, but resisted the temptation. She replied with a throaty voice, "Hello Mike, welcome." He hovered over her looking at her black hair splayed out on the pillow. Her deep brown eyes attracted his eyes; the shape and color were from her mom's exotic island heritage. Her small nose was perfect on her full face. Her full pouty lips curved up into the cutest smile, making her eyes glisten. Mike slowly lowered his face toward her and lightly brushed her. I felt the head emerge from its foreskin and grow large then suddenly I heard foot steps in the hallway and the guy in my mouth panicked he shoved his cock down my throat while the other Janitor behind me shoved it all the way up my ass!I couldn't breathe my nose was buried in his pubic hair and I could feel his balls on my chin saliva was pouring out of my mouth and running down my chin the foot steps passed our door never stopping for a moment who would think someone was getting fucked in a. Sometimes, she would look at me in a way that made me feel really bad. Seconds later she would try to change the subject and talk about something else, I thought about that look for months, even today I can imagine her face. I knew it wasn't alright, I also knew I wasn't a good son. I tried my best at sports, and I really wanted to make them proud, but I failed, and kept failing. In time, I began to be a constant flow of problems. Sometimes people erase memories of bad moments don't they doc?".