Besides, I could flunk the final in almost every class and still get a ‘B’.”“Well, don’t do anything that would jeopardize the scholarship.�...��“You know I wouldn’t do that.”She looked thoughtful and as if she didn’t hear me said, “I could probably scrape up enough to get you through for a couple of years, but I’d rather use that money for other things.”“Like that nice vacation you promised me if I got the scholarship?” I said, as if I needed to remind her.“That’s already set up and mostly paid. Claire’s tongue flicked over the head as she began to gently but softly fellate me, one hand cupping my balls, the other hand keeping the plate in place, the toast centred upon it. Claire’s head moved up and down, her lips in constant contact with my shaft. Her tongue pressed against the head on the upward movement, tickling the frenum. On the downward motion she ran her tongue along the ridge on the underside of my cock. Claire lifted her head, her fist wrapped around my shaft. She pumped her. The list was supplied by the 4-H club. It didn't include everything that two girls would need just to survive three days. That was packed in the camper on the back of the pickup. Dad parked it and Donna took him to work. From that point on, technically, the girls were on their own. They'd each get practice runs in the arena Tuesday afternoon for the show events.I was just a stable boy on Tuesday. Well, I was used to that with Betts. At least Rhonda and Samantha occasionally smiled at me and. Yet,as luck would have it,I left the office just in time to find the traffic at a stand still. So,when I saw a sign for the bar down the street I decided to pull in for a couple of beers. One hour and fo ur beers later,I looked out the window and noticed that I was finally going to have an easy drive home.Ah,Home!When I walked through the door something felt a bit off,but I figured it was probably the beers I drank. I mean,I Was buzzing pretty good. So I went to my bedroom,shed my clothes,took.