I'd seen him before but never met him. I knew they were good for each other. He provided the time and adventure she didn't find with me and I admired ...him for it.She promised we'd spend her birthday together so I hoped to make the best of it. I was never certain why she set aside time for me; I welcomed it when she did."So, Isabel," I requested, "tell me a little about Peep." "Peep's really sweet. He has beautiful hazel eyes... great kisser. He's awesome in bed. He caresses and licks. He bites;. The truck will be here later today. As soon as it gets here, cut it up quick so we can get started on the paint." I'll get right on it, Steve. Thanks for the compliment."Back in my office, I mentioned to Debbie that I was really hungry. She said that Glenda told her to have me stop home for lunch, as she had something for me. I asked her if she wanted to come but she said that Deanne and she were going to eat with Hank.I drove home, trying to think how I could find out more about the fiberglass. The pants were tight and the camel toes surrounded us. Some of the girls were perfect. Their asses were perfect. Their tits were perfect. Their complexion was perfect. Their tight little snatches were perfect. I was intoxicated. One sniff, or slight touch and I was jerking off the first chance I got. Girls liked me, but not a lot of close dates at that time. My problem was being too shy and nervous.I had another problem. Some of the boys were perfect too. My sex experience was limited to gay. As he stroked himself into a harder, hungrier state of sexual need, he would think of the lovely, revealing lingerie or the feminine sexiness of the clothes he'd seen and handled earlier in the day in his previous classes and catch his breath as he imagined that he was humping his cock up and into its soft smoothness. Imagining himself buried in the softness of its folds he would feel a heightened sense of urgency in his almost desperate need to cum.The prospect of releasing his pent up,.