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only changed once a day). It's a quick fuck, ten or fifteen minutes. Express
     sessions, 10 reals to the pimp, 10 to the girl.
    I really wanted to see what the clients were like. There was every walk of life there - street sweepers, cleaners, guys that
     earned the minimum wage. Guys looking for a quick fuck, nothing else. But to my surprise, there were rich kids and executive
     sorts, too. One of my clients was an engineer in his forties who liked to fuck hard and really gave it to me. I was curious
     and couldn't contain myself.
    'Why do you come here if you could go somewhere better?'
    'I prefer it like this, rather than a long session once a week. That's why I come here every day.'
    I developed more admiration for practicality after I heard this answer. I only spent two days at the 'Big Twenty.' But they
     were two highly educational days, I have to admit.
    I really screwed things up at Bandeirantes in October 1999. I was fifteen. This time there was no turning back. There was
     nothing I could do. I had the hots for a guy in my class. Good-looking, blond, white skin, he looked like an angel, with really
     blue eyes. But he was so sleazy and full of himself that it spoilt everything. Until the day he came on to me.
    During a class in the physics lab, the teacher turned out the light. We were all standing around the experiment. He stood
     really close to me. Suddenly, very gently, he took my hand. With my heart beating wildly, I let him. He guided my hand to
     his penis. I held him through his trousers. He was hard. I imagined everyone could hear my wildly beating heart. But fear
     spoke louder and I took my hand away. He didn't give up. He stood behind me and started rubbing up against me right there,
     in the middle of the lesson. I couldn't resist: he was coming on to me! Raquel, the chubby one! I was completely wet, excited
     and scared. I don't know how long we stayed there like that, with him rubbing his hard-on against me from behind, provoking
     me, turning me on.
    Since it was the last class of the day, and it was already getting dark, he offered to walk me home. Actually, he wanted to
     convince me to go somewhere to do what we hadn't managed to finish in the class.
    'It's late and Mum's going to tell me off.'
    Tell her you went to study anatomy with a friend from school.'
    'Let's leave it for another day.' I played a little hard to get. Until he finally managed to twist my arm.
    'C'mon, you're not leaving me like this, are you? I know you want it too.'
    We stopped next to the wall of a school one street away from my place. I didn't let him kiss me, but I ended up wanking him
     off there in the middle of the deserted street, even though I wasn't really in the mood.
    The next day during the class he kept on insisting and sending notes and I gave in. The time had comefor me. After the class,
     a new adventure. Along the way, he stopped to buy condoms. I started to panic, as I had all the other times I'd almost had
     sex. I didn't want my first time to be like that. Nor did I want him to know I was a virgin. We stopped in a dead-end road.
    'It's not going to happen.'
    'What?'
    'I told Mum I'd go out with her.'
    'No way. We're here now and we're not going to just forget about it.'
    I tried to leave again, but he didn't let me.
    'You're not escaping without at least giving me a blow job.'
    There was nothing else I could do. I'd only get out of there if I sucked him off. I couldn't say I didn't know how. How embarrassing!
     I'd never put a dick in my mouth and didn't have the slightest idea what to do. I imagined myself sucking an ice-lolly. I
     squatted on the ground while he leaned against the wall with his trousers down, holding my hair, controlling the rhythm. I
     didn't like the way he kept pushing my head. I held his dick at the base, near his balls. If I'd let him, he would have rammed
     the whole thing in. I was afraid of choking, but very excited. By the situation, his taste, his smell, the act itself, the