It was better then that damn wheel chair they had thought he would spend the rest of his life in. It was only on the days that the rehab made him hurt... so bad he could barely move that he used it. Otherwise it stayed in his garage and he tried to forget it was there. And he damn well never let any of his few friends see him in the damn thing. From the sounds of voices and music, he guessed the party was already starting. He could smell barbeque ribs and chicken and other good things. His stomach. "Finally, Holly, the youngest and quietest of the three, spoke up. She didn't jump up in a confrontational manner like the other two but was, in fact, more meek and subdued, sitting in her chair as she spoke. "Please, Mr. Longfellow... I can't go through summer school! Please, there has to be something that you can do!" "And why is it that you can't go to summer school, Holly?"She hung her head and fidgeted with her hands in her lap. "Because, Mr. Longfellow, I have to work during the summer so. You get one blowjob and right away you want another one." Jen laughingly told her brother. She smiled at Johnny, patted his solid bare belly, and left his room.Jen went straight to her bedroom and got in bed. With her mind quieted, she savored the taste of her brother's cum lingering in her mouth. She quickly fell asleep and slept soundly through the night.It was nearly two weeks before the wild thoughts returned to Jen's mind. This time, knowing it was no use struggling against them, she. “Still like looking, huh?” she asked, only this time, Mrs. Criscola wasn’t frowning. She was smiling broadly. Her big smile made Vic smile too.“Sure, why not!” he told her just like he told Marion. “You're very nice to look at.”She smiled and started to walk away. Suddenly, his prize piece of ass was out of the store with him waiting on the checkout line. Since he didn’t know where she lived, he had to get outside real fast or lose her until next time. He remedied that quickly by paying.