I would try to lookthrough our school's yearbook for inspiration but even the cheerleader pagecouldn't keep my attention for long. Sooner or later I w...ould find myself readingthe bio for last year's `Most Likely to Succeed' and completely forget about mynow-limp dick.But I was happy enough. Mom always said that I was a late-bloomer, and I hadaccepted that she was right. Someday I would be more interested in sex, just notnow. So I concentrated on my schoolwork, pulling in pretty good grades if I. .. I would rather watch you with men... but was Paul 'interested'?" Of course, how could you doubt it?"And she laughed and I felt her shoe-less foot in my lap on my cock as she said,"You getting hard thinking about Paul? Want to enjoy sucking his cock like I do? It really is good." Never mind that stuff Carol, what happened between you and Paul?" OK well I knocked on his door and he called out for whoever to come in. I opened the door and stepped inside and reached behind me and locked the. Isabel laughed, "Oh Carmen, how dim-witted do you judge me? I'm persuaded to believe you asked Cog to keep watch over me and Teresa did you not?" Guilty as charged," Carmen confessed openly laughing just as Cog came up over the rail.Isabel ushered him over, "Cog, my sister Teresa, Teresa, Cog, ships master boatswain," she introduced the two.Cog gave an enlightened and courteous smile and overtly patted his left breast."Cog is mute but talks to us in many other ways," Isabel explained.Cog gave a. Wow, you're something else, I swear. I'm looking at you, and it's like I'm seeing you painting a masterpiece. You know what you are doing, and I already feel like screaming. I won't because I don't need you hating me more than you already do. Yes, I feel that tongue going around like a pinball in my beaver, and I don't know what to say, but I fucking love you, Joan. Holy shit, you're awesome."I didn't know what to say to that either, but I certainly felt new connections to her. I did, in fact,.