That was a true story.H-No is wasn't but that shows how good my stories are. Even my wife believed it.W-Yeah right, you're not off the hook yet. I bet...er go read a few more stories.H-Well, what do you think?W- You sure know a lot about our friends and neighbors. I was able to pick a lot of them out in your stories.H- I made most of them up. I do use a lot of real facts and real people.W- Yeah right. How come you have so many stories about cheating wives and very few about cheating husbands?H- I. Maybe I should just pretend I neversaw anything. Maybe I should talk to Homer. On second thought, I probablyshouldn't talk to Homer. I have to talk to him. I have to explain to himsomething. Oh I don't know what to do. I guess I should keep him home fromschool today, and tell him about uhhmmm relationships."Bart was so embarrassed that he never came down. Marge told Lisa that Bartwas sick and wasn't going to school today. Homer was at work and Maggie wastaking a nap. Marge went up to Bart's. The guy even had his eyes closed for some time, but of course, he could've opened them at any time. Despite that, I still got a closer look."Oh, you have an open slit, Kali; he's pushing it in deep; it looks like fun. Wow, I thought you were stunning before, but now, I don't even know how hot you are now. I want to walk into the room, but it'd be risky. I can't help but watch now. You're too stunning not to watch, Kali. If I weren't with your mom, I'd make a move on you and devour your beaver. Anyway how we became friends is a vivid memory but what I do know is this…they certainly like playing with my penis, we use to sit at the front of the classroom and I was nestle in-between both of these fine looking fillies, how we got away with them playing with my penis was simple and straight forward, we used to put our jerseys over our laps and me being in the middle-gave them free excess to my beloved love maker. I’m still not sure as to why they took an interest in me in the first place..