Finding Myself at USF Ch. 7

Then she hugged me and turned to leave. I felt like a little kid going to school for the very first time -- separation anxiety. I teased myself about it, and wandered in to find a seat, using thoughts from my dreams to distract me from the silliness of my feelings. I could feel the wetness leaking out of me again, and I imagined that it was His cum flowing forth from my loins...