Krabopple! Oh wait a minute, shewasn't in school yesterday or Monday, and they already told us she was gonnabe out for the rest of the week. Damn!" I ...on't want to talk to you." Bart whined and lied down on his bed. Hestarted to shiver and Marge reached to put the sheet over him. But where shegrabbed was wet with what must have been cum, so she quickly moved her handto another spot, which was also wet. Then she found a dry spot and bent overto tuck her not-so-little boy in. As she did, Bart was. ‘When he heard I was with the sheriff’s department, he remembered he had something else to do.’ ‘You…you’re a cop?’ Ann stammered. ‘I…I didn’t know…’ She’d lived next door to him for over a year and never knew what he did for a living. Martin took a sip of his soda, then he nodded. ‘I’m an arson investigator, actually,’ he said. ‘You sure you’re OK?’ ‘Yes, and thank you,’ Ann said. Relief swept over her, but she was still quaking and her legs were weak, so she sat down. ‘Por nada,’ her neighbor. I climbed out of the limo, grabbed my flower and was mobbed by several camera flashes.A few cameramen and some people also in fancy suits came up to me. "You must be Daniel," the guy said. He went on to say how he was from Wishes for the Sick, and something about being glad to be able to provide this for me, blah, blah, blah. I have to admit, I wasn't really paying attention, I was a really just nervous at this point. Some smiling and nodding though, a little posing for the camera seemed to. “She is going to piddle,” he said to me. We sneaked into a bedroom of one of them one day and gravely looked into the pot to see what piddle was in it. Whether we expected to find anything different from what there was in our own chamber pot I do not know. When talking about these things my cousin would twiddle his cock. We wondered how the piddle came out if they wetted their legs and if the hole was near the bum hole, or where; one day Fred and I pissed against each other’s cocks, and thought.