When Mike had his head down, tying his shoes, Jim struck. Unfortunately for me, his aim with the unwieldy bucket was not as good as it could have been.... He came around the end of the lockers and launched the bucket at his twin, drenching Mike in ice water. That would have been great, but the water that missed Mike found a home in my locker.With the exception of my jeans and shirt, which I had hung over the top of the next locker and were protected by the open locker door, the rest of my. "In fact I do. Thank you - you ravishing goddess." Goof."Then she kissed me on my cheek and was gone. I did not know that cold school lunch could taste that good. Most probably the sun would rise from west tomorrow morning and there would be peace on earth. As the twins just did not go on dates. Ever. And senior girls did not date junior boys. Ever. Most probably I had just been had. Whatever. There was not much I could do.And then I was at courthouse and missing school again. We were there. I didn't even have to offer Jinni a taste; she dove right in, and her rasping tongue on my tender cock-head was like torture, but exquisite torture. I lay back and let the bitch clean me, my dick rising to full force without me doing a thing to help it along. This time my orgasm was longer in coming and Jinni seemed to be done licking me, so she turned and trotted away, leaving me on the edge of my seat. I could have wrung her neck right then if I hadn't been so desperate for release.I. Morgan, Mr. Morgan, '" he said in a falsetto. "'What will the market do?'" 'Son, '" his father answered in an artificially deep bass, "'the market will fluctuate.' Well," he continued in his usual voice, "the market has fluctuated ever since. This is easier on paper than it is across the table..." You never spared me across the table," said Bob."And who would want to spare you?" his father asked. "Anyway, I'm not going to spare her, only apologize in advance."This is easier on paper than across.