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We again greeted and had a brief conversation. A few days later I again rode my bike and again saw him sitting on the bench. We talked for about 10 min, when I told him that I had to get going. He told me that he owned his own business, and liked teaching a business class in the summer. He said that he also liked to bike ride, but hadn't in a while. 'Yeah', I said, 'I really like riding my bike in this warm weather'. As I neared him, he looked up and said hello. He was apparently having lunch while reading some papers. One time, while walking with the bike on campus, I noticed a man sitting on a bench. During the summer, the campus was very quite and deserted most of the time.Įven though I rode my bike to campus, I would usually walk with the bike on the campus walkways.

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I lived in Stony Brook and was attending Stony Brook university, so I often rode my bike to the campus. I had just finished my first year of college, and since it was now summer, I rode my bike whenever I could around town. Although he appeared to be a little on the chubby side, he actually had a solid thick body. He was about 5'9' 190 1bs with balding hair and a black beard with some grey. He was a 48 year old married man with two grown children. I've only had sex with one man in my life, and that was 12 years ago when I was 19.

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