Guess maybe...because I didn't hear from you, you didn't want to hear from me." I did talk to your mother a number of times." Yes, I know. She told m... how you convinced her you were good enough for me," she said.I wondered how much her mother had told her. I asked, "Did she convince you?" At that point I thought that her mother may have told her too much about what I had had to do to convince her because a strange look appeared in her eyes. The bell rang and we each went in different. You need to get your stories straight. You were here all weekend. All the girls were. We'll talk with the parents. We don't want the authorities to know you were on that island." Thanks Dad," she said, gratefully.That night, she sat in her desk chair at her computer. Olivia had just agreed to the plan. No one would know. Her television was on. The news stories were getting weirder. One news copter caughter a buxom nude woman with brightly colored macaw wings flying past it. A coast guard copter. He was smart, but painfully shy around girls. That was going to be the key. I had to get him over his shyness, to find him a strong partner in life; to get him laid.My first challenge was get him in shape, to make him a more desirable commodity. Then I would have to build up his confidence. Finally find him a girl. The one good thing was that I knew what made him tick; his likes and dislikes, even his fantasies and desires. He was me.When school started, we would be going to different schools.. Should I tell Zoe I was about to cum or was she knowledgeable enough to know? My ponderings were to little avail as I now knew I was at the point of no return. Orgasm was imminent and I was lost in the moment.Zoe continued to work relentlessly on my cock and must have felt it jerk suddenly as I came, shooting my load into her mouth. Was she going to jump off of me in disgust, choking on my juices? No, she carried on as before, my balls emptying their load in her mouth.Eventually, my spasms.