"Last year there was no prom because of COVID." Oh right." Duh. "Okay, so find some random girl to go with. You're notgonna tell me you have trouble w...th the ladies now, are you?" Dude, all the girls worth going with already have dates. I was supposedto go with Mandy but she got strep throat."I rolled my eyes. "Okay, so lower your standards then Mr. Star Athlete." Look, nobody at my school knows you, right? We can go for a few hoursand leave early. We don't have to dance or anything. Nobody. I promised Joyce too, so forget it." Joyce was the one who first said it might be fun, just for the summer. We can all go to work at your dad's company, and use the bedroom as a place for Bunny and Bertie to be. I can cook, and we can all take turns with watching the babies." Is that right, Joyce? Are you planning for us to hold orgies at work?" It would just be for the summer, Kenny. We're leaving after, for Lawrence. Emily is going back east, to Columbia, and Shirley is going to school over. ” Celebrations aside, I now had a job to do. Happily, I had secured my bank loan, which was mainly down to never having a loan and paying off credit cards when they hit the mat. I knew my parsimonious life-style would pay dividends one day. Of course, if the painting didn’t come through, I was toast. I had made every possible precaution when meeting my cousin, deliberately making the hand over at a solitary location. He said I was being paranoid. I know it sounds stupid, but I thought that. Not wanting to lose my cock, I grasped it before it disappeared and began to stroke it, hoping to make it larger again and warmer. Almost immediately it began to feel better and my pussy-pricker responded by growing to an impressive length and as hard as the Rock of Gibraltar, so I began pleasuring it with one hand while, as most females say they do, playing with my nipples, which had become quite rigid, with the other hand. I was immensely enjoying myself in what I thought was my privacy when.