I walked to the bathroom and went through the anteroom where the sinks and urinals were, past the toilet stalls around a corner to the showers. He also set up a playstation and a small bluetooth speaker. As I matured and developed sexually, I became more involved with my private obsession. He was talking a bit less now as he fumbled with cables and chargers. I was sitting on the bench tidying up and giving the old coin purse a minute to dry before getting dressed when I heard something familiar from the stall next to me. He and I talked for a bit after he climbed into his bunk. I put the paper down. By now he had a raging boner. I was a little bit peaked from the haul up the stairs and had broken a bit of a sweat, which gave me a great excuse for a break from a well meaning but exhausting Jacob. The socks were tiny pink ankle socks with lace around the ankles, two were plain pink and one had teal stripes around them.
