I was twenty years old working at a traveling Amusement Park called Amusements of America. There was this older man named Thomas who I just dreamed about fucking. He was 37 years old. He worked on one of the rides called the Scrambler and I was working in a ticket box selling wristbands. Every time I thought about him I would get
so horny for him and he had no idea. One night after closing I had asked him if he could help me with something. He said “Sure what do you need?” I told him to follow me and then I would show him.