You were curious. This was new for you but you were ok, not shocked, you seemed happy to be there. I was happy to be there as well, and I was happy to...be introducing you to something new and exciting and very sexy. We talked, we laughed, I could understand that you were relaxing, feeling cool, not worried, and that made me happy. In every corner there were pairs, trios, groups, touching each other. You came close to me because you were not happy that men wanted to touch you. Every man who. I ran up to stop her before she drove away. ‘I told you that Cigam spelled backwards is magic, now I want you not to give me a blowjob in this car.’ She got out and offered me her seat as that was only one in the vehicle. I sat there and watched her open my trousers, pull out my cock and suck it while she stood there. Once she drained the cum from me she returned my cock to my pants and after I got out she drove away. I went to school from there and I talked my best-looking teacher into taking. “I didn’t read it,” I admitted. “The only words that mattered were that you weren’t coming back.”“Oh. Are you angry at me?” she asked.“No. I actually want you to be happy. I wish it could have been with us, but I want you to be well.”“I’m sorry,” she said. I knew she meant it for what it was worth.“We were your rebound,” I said dismissively. “Maybe it’s my fault for getting more emotionally invested than I should have, but I cared about you. You have to do what’s right for you. I respect. After the week was over, at Kevin's suggestion, we negotiated a slight adjustment for "female complaints". But I slowly got better. By early October I had earned back my Walkman and a few CDs. And a full 24-hour free day with Kevin. Strangely, he kept me restrained most of the time. I loved it. So did he. We slept till noon on Sunday. I also was allowed to be in our class play, and three of four mini-concerts. I missed the other one, but not by misbehaving. I had the flu. But each performance.