? Billy said to me '...pinky swear, you suck my dick and let me fuck you and I want tell no one, but you have to start now or I'm gonna call Wayne...'... Before I could answer, Billy dropped me and took hold of my head and pulled me to his crotch, my face was smashed into his pubic hair as his rigid penis poked my neck. Billy pulled my head back and took hold of his hard penis with his free hand and guided it to my face. When Billy' penis pressed against my lips I opened them and started to suck. But he had no choice! After my lecture,(the price of getting it) they'd both slump out, like children out of the principal's office! Hey, it's not MY fault they can't handle thier own mone. Sheep should follow. Leave money matters to adults.Then one day I overheard tom whispering on the phone to someone in the corner. I couldnt' make it out, but it ended with him yelling at the guy"I DON'T CARE IF YOU GAVE ME THEM, THEIR MY GODDAMN POWERS NOW, AND I'LL DO WITH THEM WHAT I FUCKING WANT!!!" I. I finished up and asked if she needed a quick ride home. She lived just around the corner.She said, “Screw that, let’s go running around.” She didn’t want to go home. Her parents and divorced sister, who had just moved back in, were there, sharing in their misery. She wanted an hour or so of peace. I obliged.We cruised around for a bit. Went to the square and watched some of the school kids cruising and talked and drank Cokes for an hour or so. Then the subject turned to dating. I wanted some. They reminded the person that there was much worse that could happen. In a way, it was almost a promise that worse was coming.There were also other psychological implications to a slap. It was an attack against a man’s masculinity. Women got slapped while men were punched.Chuck recognized that things were only going to get worse. He had a choice, he could do as the man wanted and tell him everything he wanted to know, or he could resist and try to tell him nothing. If he did what the man.