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************************************************************************************************ So my life went on pretty much as it always had. I got up, went to work, came home. I would watch TV, fix supper, read, take a bath, and then perhaps a bit more TV, then to bed.
Once in a while, I'd go out to the movies with "friends" from work, attend a church social, or go and try some new restaurant I saw featured on the local news.
Truthfully, my life to many people might have seemed very boring, but I was for the most part content. It never really bothered that I had no social life that compared to the ones around me. In fact it was a bit of a relief.....
Unlike most of my girl friends in high school, I just wasn't "interested in boys". To be honest the idea of having sex with them frightened and disgusted me. I didn't even want to be touched "down there" by anyone!
For a number of years I thought that meant I was Gay, a Lesbian. In my freshman year of college, I even trying going to bed with another woman, but when I threw up on her, well....
It did feel good when I masturbated myself, and I imagined that sex with another human being must feel good too, I just couldn't bring myself to try and find out.......
So I was surprised when I found myself feeling "horny" whenever I was around Ralph, the secuity guard, the scariest looking human being I had ever seen in my life!
************************************************************************************************ Normally, I seldom saw Ralph, since he worked the 11:00pm-7:00am shift. I normally was well in before 11:00PM and didn't head out for work till 7:45am.
I only saw Ralph when I took advantage of the buildings "Security Escort" service, where I could call ahead and ask for a secuity guard to walk me the four blocks to lot where I rented a space for my car, or back from car to the building at night.
When I was out past 11:00pm, I of course got Ralph. As I drove into the lot, and saw him, his massive 6'8 frame, his shaved head glinting under the street-lights, I often wondered what it would be like to be crushed against that broad hard chest.