Suddenly, I was feeling panicky, unsure of myself, of him, of what – we – might be or become. No one had ever said they loved me before, and it sc...ared me, badly. “I think I’d like to leave now. Right now.”The smile faded, and he looked sad, but said, “Of course. May I suggest that I lend you some clothes, rather than have you try to get into that very formal, and rather tight, dress? We’re close in size, and while I don’t have anything suitable for a beautiful woman, I can lend you sweatpants. Keith watched in amazement as Mike stripped his Headmaster, he was also feeling excited about what would happen now. Mike quickly pulled Steve’s boxer shorts down exposing his semi hard dick; Mike lifted it in his hand where it pulsated, “Mmmmm, another nice uncircumcised dick to play with, about 9 inches I would judge”Steve felt excited about Mike stripping him naked and feeling his dick, what would happen next he wondered.Mike was pulling the foreskin back and forth over the head of Steve’s. But, as I looked at this skinny young minx bucking wildly on my cock, I knew this wasn't what I wanted. I wanted something that I shouldn't be allowed to have, or allowed to even think about... and that made it all the thrilling for me to reach that goal.Almost four weeks had passed now and I heard my phone ringing in my coat pocket early one evening. The number belonged to my mother. "Hi.." I said. There was a long pause from the other end. "Baby, I've missed you" my mother muttered. We told the girls we'd be back when we got back and took off fo the creamatory.I don't know what I had expected it to look like but it wasn't anything like that. It was just an ordinary warehouse looking building with a couple of overhead doors that opened up into an unloading area. When we got there one of the doors opened as we approached and Jackie drove in with the door closing behind us. We got out and a guy about fifty or so came over with one of those gurney like tables on wheels,.