When his name was announced but before he could begin, Coach Jennings ran to the scorers' table to protest."This student can't compete. He is no longe...r a member of our team. As a matter of fact, he even dropped out of school in the fall."The head scorer looked at Coach Jenkins with a very serious manner. "Coach, I must ask you to resume your seat. Mr. Welkens is a registered contestant according to the rules of the state high school athletic association. He is not, and I emphasize not, claiming. “Bennie, you look charming as a farm boy”“I don’t know, Martha. These clothes seem too rugged and I get all sweaty because of the sun”“I don’t care. I like hard working men and you are just perfect with those clothes”Sometimes I just went to where he was working just to watch Bennie do his service, and lust on how his body looked gorgeous by the sun and all that grass and hay covering him, hmm... I cream only to think how much that gets me horny!“Aren’t you tired?”“If I want to get money to. ” “Mum, you really are incorrigible!” “Maybe, but you two have been too soft on him over the years. His bottom has been long overdue for some harsh treatment. That’s what comes from sending him to that trendy school, I suppose.” “Oh mother, let’s not go over that again!” “Run by hippies.” “Mum! Please, no more! We may have made mistakes. But Paul is generally a good lad, and passed his apprenticeship with flying colours. He’ll soon be a fully qualified aeroplane technician. Not a bad feat for. “I”m rubbing his root, “ called out Johnnie Sue.“Hey! You can”t do that!” said Jesse, swimming closer to them.“Why not?” asked Johnnie Sue.“You”re supposed to rub your own root, not have somebody else rub it for you, “ he said.“I don”t know about that, “ gasped Luthor. “It feels mighty good when she does it.”“Really?” asked Jesse, coming closer.“C”mere, an” I”ll rub yours too, “ offered Johnnie Sue.“I don”t think so, “ said Jesse.“Come on, Jesse. I like doing it.”“Really? How come?”“I don”t.