There was never a good Saturday although Mom talked with Mrs. Bradford several times during the next month. Christmas was approaching and one day we d...rove past the October House again. It was decorated with colored lights and a wreath, but not as extensive as it had been for Halloween. Still it looked interesting. I asked Mom to call again and see it maybe we could still go over one afternoon. When she got off the phone she told me that Mrs. Bradford had been a little bit ill. She wasn’t really. But I don’t fucking care.”“That must be uncomfortable having Rachel in your class,” said Sam.“It takes all I have not to throttle the bitch,” Mary agreed. “And lose my job in the process. Her smug look when I glare at her. Grading her papers is almost worse. I’m tempted to punish her, being hypercritical, but I end up giving her better grades then she probably deserves to make up for it.”“That must have surprised her,” Joe said.“I think it did,” she giggled. “Or confused her. Maybe my glaring. Ken and Dave weren’t wearing tight bathing suits, but when wet, I saw the outline of their cocks as they stretched to step out of the hot tub. I caught Kate’s eye when no one was watching me and nodded over to Ken so she could see his cock lump. She smiled and briefly rubbed her bulging camel toe as a sign that she saw it too.Even though Sarah and Megan weren’t as hot as Kate, I still thought they looked good, and after I joined them, I got a little uncharacteristically uncouth for me, saying,. I walked to Jenny's driveway and planted the flower in aflowerbed where tulips were. I tried explaining that the flower washappier where it was now. The two girls chattered together, with a smileon their face. I couldn't hear what they were talking about.Jenny invited me to play with her and her mate. I didn't have much elseto do, so I said Ok. She had a pretty room. It was pink and red andwhite. It had a red rug in the middle of it, and pink walls. Her bed wasan old fashioned canopy bed with.