A little late, but better late than never. We were congratulating ourselves on our success when the phone rang.Jessica looked at me. "It's for you," s...he said, tossing me the receiver. I caught it deftly. "It's a Mrs Sargent," she said, and my heart fell through the floorboards, followed closely by my entrails.Mrs Sargent had hidden the coffee, but the girls had gone out and bought another jar, which they had concealed somewhere outside. They had also bought a gallon of milk. In the middle of. Markus finally stammered, "I-I-I am so sorry Mr. Stanford, it was a real stupid thing to do."Ignoring the crying girl, I explained, "You understand if this goes on your record, you can kiss Harvard goodbye." Y-y-yes, sir," a completely devastated Markus stuttered, like the geek he was."I may be able to look past this indiscretion if I could only understand why," I offered, curiosity getting the better of me.Markus looked down and explained, "Dallas told me to meet her in the janitor's room. I don't know how long this went on, it felt like forever! I couldn't cum. Maybe I was over-sensitized, I don't know what it was but I was horny and frustrated! "Dammit!!! I can't cum. You have to stop, stop, its starting to hurt"Slick stopped the vibrator and stroked my cheek gently. I was processing emotions I couldn't figure out. I had never had sex before. I had never let someone make me cum. I guess I just didn't know how to do it. I was starting to get angry."I'm fucked up I guess, I can't. ”Kevin and Lauren only had eyes for each other throughout dinner and I doubt they saw much of the movie either. As we got back in the car afterwards, I asked, “What time do you girls have to be back?”“Midnight,” Lisa said.I looked at my watch. “That gives you about an hour. Want to do anything else?”“Could we go The Rec?” Lauren asked.The Recreation Ground was a large public garden with playing fields on the edge of town—one of the facilities set up by Liddington-Phipps when the factory opened..