Kitty had stayed in the classroom to help Mr. Kennedy her teacher pack the books and materials away for next year. When she finished her work, the han...some teacher patted his leg and Kitty ran over and hopped up onto his lap with a very satisfied rattle in her throat and deep purrs from way down in her diaphragm. Mr. Kennedy's "thing" was uncoiled and sticking up in the air again. She looked up and waited for his sign of assent before she opened her mouth and enveloped the thick shaft with her. She said how shocked she was that he knew just as when Deedi had found out her secret. Apparently he had noticed the name on her driving licence that evening he bumped into her when they first met and had known all about her from the beginning but it didn't bother him at all, in fact it made her even more special, he had said."Oh, Sarah," said Deedi, "that's wonderful news," and she leaned over and hugged her."Which brings me to my news. I have to go down to London at the week-end to see the. Now Cole stood and watched his husband and son, his family, chatting in the afternoon sunlight. The deep timbre of Jared's voice pleased him, made his heart thrum in a most distracting manner. When Jared broke his conversation to look across at him, Cole felt his heart jump and jam like a rusted machine. Just like always.His son. Jared stood there smiling like the sun shone from him cradling the little brown boy who was his son. River smiled and waggled his fingers at his 'Da' which was how. “So, you’re telling me when ain’t gonna smash when I’m there,” Tyrel challenged him.“You’re right. We probably will.”Two weeks passed and Tyrel was in Branchtown. Rodrick was inside chilling when the cayenne red Nissan Altima pulled up. He opened the door wearing a V-neck T-shirt and gray sweatpants. He towered over the five-six sissy. “Damn,” he remarked. “You dyed your hair pink.”“Yeah,” giggled Tyrel. “Do you like it?”“You good!”“I brought some liquor. Can I use your bathroom.”Rodrick poured.