Once the announcement was made there was no debate, Iwas to be the newest scholarship student at CSA.There was a grinding sound from my desk on the ot...her side of the room asthe printer churned out my finished essay. I grabbed the paper while itwas still warm, reading the first few lines to make sure I hadn't madeany obvious errors:Hollywood has never been about portraying an actualised reality, instead,it interests lay with presenting a fictional world just close enough toour own to be. Pre-come was already oozing out of hisdick and into his pants. This was too much. Tommy went into the toilet, closedthe door, locked it, and within five minutes blew athick load into the toilet. His tension dissipated withthe sound of flushing water. He felt more at ease. Hislegs were shaking less now as he slipped each footthrough the holes in his trunks. He felt exhausted justfrom the events after school. He still had to finish amajor essay on the New Zealand poet, James K. Baxter. Only just. "You can call me Miriam, when it's just us," she said. "Now let me get some cream for you."She bustled off into another room to get whatever it was she was after. I tried to get my top off, as my shoulders were now aching and burning, leaving me struggling to manage."Let me get that for you, David," Miriam said when she returned. "I think you're going to be very sore tomorrow." Thanks Aunty ... I mean Miriam," I said.Miriam slipped my top off as gently as possible still making me wince and. She studied his embarrassment for a moment then asked “Is that because of me?” Her brother shook his head, denying her, hoping she would turn away but she watched him, “Maybe you should go back to your room” he offered. She was shocked that she wasn’t as shocked as she thought she should be and became amused at his discomfort. She thought it over briefly, “No, it’s still dark.”He took a deep breath then rolled away hiding his arousal from her sight; but feeling impish, she wouldn’t leave him.