Jon smiled at Kyle and repeated, “Welcome to Waterbury Hills High!”“Thanks. I guess.”The boys finished their showers and Coach Tim gave them ...ach a towel. “Good job today guys. Welcome to Waterbury Hills High, Kyle,” Coach Tim said. Tim was beginning to learn what “Welcome to Waterbury Hills High” meant. At least he was starting to understand.Jon and Kyle were standing at the lockers drying off. Just as they placed the towels on the floor to stand on, Coach Barb came up to them with her. If it hadn’t been for the sheer weight of things to come, it would have been a very pleasant evening indeed. A boy with dark, untamable hair and an unmistakable lighting bolt scar sat quietly looking out of a castle window from his dormitory four-poster. Harry had been recounting the events of the past few years over and over in his mind. He was trying to think of something, anything that he could have done differently to change the course of events. Again, he came up empty. The world around. Hold up….I’m coming.”Once they were both in Gary’s car, he pulled out of the driveway and headed for their school, about 30 minutes away. As soon as they got on the highway, Gary unzipped his fly, pulled out his cock, and began slowly stroking the shaft.“OK, sis….go ahead and get started.”Trina looked over at Gary’s hand sliding up and down his growing prick and said, “Really, Gary….every single time?”Gary said, “You know the rules….when I give you a ride somewhere, you give me a blowjob.” He. He reached into his pocket to see what his wife had placed there. Realizing what it was, he jerked his hand out like it had been bitten and glanced at Anita. She simply grinned back. “When did you get that?” he asked.“Oh, about a month ago,” she said. “I got it for this trip.”“You were going to go out in that?” asked Cory. “With us?”Anita laughed at her daughter’s discomfiture. “No silly. I was going to go out in this with your father.”“Huh?” said John.“Well, it’s your fault,” she replied. “You.