But with the number of “whale sightings” that routinely went on at school, it couldn’t mean all those guys were in the middle of an “I want se...x!” episode. So I wasn’t sure exactly how to interpret Uncle Bob’s boner. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about it. Slowly, I came to the conclusion that it had been because of me. I didn’t know if it was my new PJs, or because he was naked and I was there. I had a hard time believing that me just being there could result in that. I was. I’m not sure if I can get back in. I’m so fat and ugly, no wonder my cousins hate me and made fun of me.”“They don’t hate you Robbie, you’re just a little different from them, that’s all. I think they’re jealous, red is so ... outstanding than boring old yellow. I hope your brothers and —”“No, Mummy, they were defending me, telling our cousins off for being cruel and nasty.”“Good, I know you’ve always protected them Robbie, even though you were the last egg to hatch, you’ve always been like a. Jodie was slowly masturbating me and occasionally licking the tip of my cock. Sally was playing with my hair and then leaned down and French kissed me. They all asked if I was alright. It scared them when I passed out and thought maybe something bad had happened. I assured them that I was fine, but my butt hurt like hell. Even though, in the long run, I had enjoyed being fucked by the horse and would like to do it again. Jodie asked me if I really had to go home in a little while. I reminded. I said, “Well?”“Numbers match. Everything works. Just like always.”“And?”“Rock, paper, scissors.”We did. I lost. I sat in front and handled the radio chores.“S.N.J 523, S.Y.D. S.N.J 523 S.Y.D.” I used the letters as individuals ... the 523 was spoken as ‘five twenty-three.’“S.Y.D, SNJ 523.”“523 departing B.H.S to S.Y.D.”On those dates and times when traffic is expected at Bathurst, the terminal is occupied. If the yellow station Nissan is parked in its spot ... someone is there. The Nissan was.