I'm so glad school is over for the weekend as I am so confused. Itsomehow feels like a reprieve for a condemned man or boy. Well whicheverway you want... to look at it. In actual fact I am beginning to feel morelike one of the girls. Ensconced in my soft school uniform and feelingall those delicate sensations it makes me feel more fragile. Added tothat the girls are now the only ones who welcome me into their company?The only thing that seems to be separating me from them is now the schoolskirt.. "Lucy," the man yelled, well into his cups after a day of beer drinking. The girl came to our table and stood quietly. "Siddown," the man said, pulling her arm. She sat, hands in her lap, looking out at nothing. "How much time's left?" he asked."Thirteen months," she said. "Little more'n a year." She had a fine, upright body, very womanly for one so young, likely the product of hard work.He looked at me bleary eyed, belched, and said, "I give this gal money to bury her folks decent like. Didn'. "I'm sorry he's in ameeting but I really have to talk with him. It's personal."A hesitation, a pause as the humiliation takes hold."No, I'm not his wife. I'm..his, uh..his mistress. You always ask methis. Why are you so mean? Can't I talk with him!"Bianca's wavy blonde hair bounces as she nods. Yes, maybe, it's sounclear. What's happening? Is she ever going to speak with HIM? She'll dowhatever the person on the phone wants. Nothing matters but speaking withHIM."Yes, I'm playing with myself. I'm. Keith had been watching this whole thing taking place before him. He had always been a voyeur, and got off many a time watching couples sneak out behind the dumpster at the restaurant he worked at to have sex. So naturally, he couldn’t resist unzipping his own pants and jerking off. Keith’s cock was skinnier by far than Nick’s, but was a sizeable 7 inches that he was still proud of. Dropping his shorts to the ground beneath him, careful not to get them in the fire or in Nick & Jerri’s way, he.