First, second, and third grades passed with few notable occurrences other than an occasional new kid in class. Janie and I continued to play our games... every afternoon after school. Since Mrs. Hill did not work outside the home, she was our chaperone and because we stayed at their house, everything was fine.The major change in our play occurred during our third grade year. One day we had "retired" to bed, where Janie lay across my lap — our idea of a mom and dad being intimate — and I was. I woke to the sensation of Lissa’s hand stroking my erection. I had to pee, but I knew Lissa was determined to get me to squirt. So as she stroked faster, and I got closer to my release, I rolled to my back and Lissa moved and took my erection into her mouth and began to face fuck herself.“Lissa, I am going to cum.”She increased her speed and intensity until I groaned and began to cum. Lissa made a choking noise, then I could feel her swallowing. I squirted, she swallowed, and we repeated. More embarrassment. A lot of questions were asked about when they could all spend time with Cindy. It’s like they think she’ll be part of our pod now. We just played a recital.Of course, when we walked into Ms. Devine’s Music Theory class, and she started applauding us, that was really embarrassing. She had Cindy and me come to the front of the class and then showed our last number on the screen from a video she recorded on her cellphone. She suggested that we play my next Sunday concert. I put on the bra and then the blouse. Catheryn stepped up and helped me get tucked and organized. Spinning around in front of her, I felt like I was on cloud nine.Her cool hand touched my shoulder, 'where did you just go?''Diva land I guess.'From behind her back she pulled a gleaming pair of stiletto pumps. Crouching before me she raised my foot and slid it inside the tight leather. I transferred my weight to the tall, narrow shoe and then she lifted my other leg and mounted the shoe. I was.