Fuck... It is not like I'm not good at school because i am, straight A student, parents pride, kid of the year...screw all of it! I was to fucking sma...t, I was trapped by it. I walked in a cloud of nothing all day nothing really mattered.. i absorbed and gave back all information passed my way, but did not feel anything acting and most of the time just sat there wishing i was in collage or something. "i need something to numb my mind again. I have learned guitar and played in a band, that was. Was my wifes friend really doing this? I looked down just as she started to unbutton my pants and slide her hand around my shaft. She looked at me and asked if I could keep a secret, or at least better than my wife does. I said absolutely.She started tugging at my hips to pull my pants down and free my cock. Once it was free she licked and teased my cock. She licked up and down the shaft and made sure to get my balls to. I started moaning and really was getting in to it. She then started. *** Arriving just before the entrance door, Jack walked past a couple of kids that looked like they’d been frozen in fright by whatever extravagant thing the haunted house had thrown at them. Not wanting to stick around, Jack just carried on walking out, passing the young man on the front door. Strangely, there seemed to be no knowledge that someone had just exited through the entrance but Jack didn’t care, he quickly made his way round towards the exit and hopped into the bush on the side so. “Put your wrists together,” he ordered.“What do you want with me?” “Darlin, I just told you what I want. Now I suggest you listen.” I noticed he had a slight southern drawl but I couldn’t pinpoint the origin. Slowly I brought my wrists together in front of me.“Now I’m going to set this aside so that I can tie ya up. Don’t you reach for it or I’ll be forced to hurt you. Do you understand?” he questioned as he gazed down at me. I nodded, the strange man set the knife down and grabbed a nearby.