I kicked my dangling feet desperately trying to get away. I had my hands wrapped around her wrist trying to pull her hand away from my neck. Strugglin...g only made it worst, yet I continued to do it.“I said do you understand!” she was yelling at me trying to get me to answer.I tried to answer but only choking noises came out.She let my naked limp body drop to the ground. I quickly went into fettle position and begged for mercy and forgiveness in between catching my breast. Her heel dug into my. I don't know the rules or anything about softball! And for soccer, all I know is that you kick the ball with your feet and nothing else."Heather called out, "Bob and Bill get your butts in here! You two have one week to teach Bret all you know about softball and soccer. You have to teach him how to throw, catch and hit a softball. You also needed to teach him the rules and strategy for both soccer and softball. Any questions?"With a small smile Bret realized that "the Boss" had spoken.It was. He pulled me in close so my bulge now pressed against him. I then felt something hard poking my left leg, when I moved my hand down to feel what it was and suddenly realised it was John’s cock. After a few minutes of rubbing his cock while we kissed, he had me sit on the bed. I could clearly see John’s hard cock under his trousers. He looked down at me and said ‘Go on take a look’ while guiding my hand to his belt. I was shaking but excited with these strange feelings, I unfastened his belt and. Nothing happened for more than six months. We kept to our rooms, did our own things, enjoyed the companionship at meals and other activities, but our touches were not meant to be stimulating. Probably not that we didn't think about it! Barbara often caught me studying her ample boobs and I guess she didn't miss a chance to estimate the size of my cock.We have always blamed - or - credited the cold winter for bringing us together. In mid winter a widespread blackout sent us to bed with extra.