Perhaps he was kidding himself, and his plan was ridiculous. What if there were no humans manning the receiver and it was all handled by an automated ...ystem? The base itself was unmanned after all. His plan assumed that there was some UNN office worker sitting at a desk when there might very well not be.Just as he was beginning to lose hope, deciding to turn in and try again the following day, a window appeared on the main monitor. There was an icon indicating an incoming message. He scrambled. The closest I was ever going to get to going back would be going to college in America or something like that.I was taking action.I bought myself some new clothes, some new experimental makeup, and was ready.The girls decided that we were all going to be spending the night at Jackie's house after the party. When Kaitlin came to pick me up in her car a couple days before, we were all talking excitedly about it. The cheerleading tryouts had happened yesterday, and we were all sure we would get on. ‘I hope you don’t spit,’ I gasped several minutes later. ‘Now, I’m going to…’ There was no more speech as my testicles sucked up tight inside my scrotum, the seed inside me moving swiftly up the tube of my erect organ. The slit in the center of that obscenely bulbous head opened and my cream erupted in great spurts gushing down Sandy’s throat as I pulled her head down and buried my manhood deeply into her throat. I felt the strong muscles of her gulping at me, pulling and taking all I had to. "Sam and I drove over to the school the summer before last to look around. They used the old bricks to build a walk around a flowerbed." That's a shame," the judge said. "I always knew it was time to put the books away when I heard the gong."It dawned on me that the judge and Mr. Oldham had attended Pontiac College, probably at the same time. Was that where they met? Had they been roommates?"You always were the study fanatic. If I heard the gong I knew I was out too late," Mr. Oldham.