It isnt the typical hug you give a friend youre happy to see. Its a get close as possible, his hands on my hips sort of hug. Absolutely pussy wetting.... As we parted I looked up at him making sure my eyes would speak volumes so he would at least subconsciously get the idea of fucking me into his head at that moment. I thought to myself you must act now, the chance is right in your face. Before he could even say a word to me I leaned over and whispered in his ear you, me, any empty classroom, now.. "Simpson that ship has not only sailed it's out of sight. The news cycle changes, and you are forgotten. Good guy or bad guy, they wont even remember which you were." I said."You don't get it, because you don't want to get it. You may see it that way, but the people in the Sheriff's department don't. You are an embarrassment to be around. You remind the rest us of our short comings. It's why they have to do something to hide you away, but it can't look like what they are doing." Simpson. My mind raced back to the time when Daniel and Bruce and Charlie took me in the basement. The time that Charlie tricked me to his home and him and his drunk uncle took advantage of me sexually. Winston's hard cock found my puckering tight anal opening and he was trying to lodge his man hood into my neither region. Winston was extremely excited, his penis was extruding huge amounts of pre-cum and with his huge penile head resting right on my anal opening, my butt hole was well lubed. With a. .. I don't havetime to wait that long." I'm sorry," I apologized. "Is there something I can do to help?" Hmm ... interesting idea ..." the man mused as he shifted his attentionmy way, peering at me long and carefully. "Perhaps there is. Can Ileave something with you for Gregory?" Of course," I agreed, immediately reaching for a pen and a notepad."What would you like me to tell him?" Oh, no, not a message," Mr. Cartwright answered with a chuckle beforereaching into his coat. A moment later,.