He was a business-man and we both knew it. He got me going on the right path. After four weeks of practice, once per day under his watchful eye he cal...led me 'adequate'. I almost shot the bastard.I went on to teach the kids what I'd learned. Pretty soon I noticed that the kids were getting bored. I said 'fuck it'. I bought two fifty-pound sacks of white beans and strapped them to the tops of two weighted wooden barrels. I had the kids punch the bags for ten minutes every night, then twenty. As such, it was a fun time, with only seeing Matt and Kyle look out the window occasionally. Little perverts.We swam, rafted, had chicken fights, sunned, gossiped and played volleyball with a beach ball because we couldn't find the real ball. While we're playing, Erica and Amy were tanning in chairs and Matt and Kyle came out with towels and shorts on. Amy started yelling and telling them to go back inside, it was girls' day for the pool. Matt said mom said they could since we weren't in the. A ray of sun reflected off a glass skyscraper, and illuminated the white snow on the ground ... funny what you notice even in a black mood.After twenty more minutes of an introspective cab ride I finally arrived.I had completely forgotten that I would have to do a walk of shame past Paul. As I approached the door his grinning face was there to remind me. In fact, as he bit his lip, I had the distinct impression that he was trying to refrain from laughing..."Mornin' John, I'm surprised you can. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. This story is a sequel to OH SHIT! OH SHIT is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE 2. TOILET SLAVE 2 is a sequel to TOILET SLAVE. Operators of erotic story web sites and other collections, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post and/or distribute my stories, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the.