His locker was the second locker to the left of mine so we were about six feet away from each other. He was sweaty, dirty, fucking sexy as hell. We ju...t causally talked, "what's up man" he said. "Nothin really, just ran the track for a while. You guys won I assume, haha" I said. He laughed and said "hell yea we did, killed those bitches!" As we kept on talking I took my shirt off, he was taking his pads off. I began to get semi erect sense I fantasize about this k** about every night. In a. I asked if she wanted me to get her some toys. I told her I could order them for her. She said YES! I picked two normal size toys. One a pink Doc Johnson dildo called; Mr Softee. It was a good 8” long and 1 1/4” diameter. She still has it today and it’s her favorite! The other was a vibrator about the same just slightly smaller and it had bumps all over it. She loves that one too although like all vibrators they stop working over time. This was during the summertime and Amber worked late at. Bethany promised to help pick up the Christmas toys all over the house… she was still upstairs, somewhere. Eliza stopped to peel an orange and eat it. ”Vitamin C’ or not, this is a very nice, juicy treat.’ As far as she knew, Mr. Ewart was always an early riser but this morning it was already half-past eight and there was no sign of him… or Bethany Rose, for that matter. She’d like to believe her sister when she said that she was working hard at night with the books. The books… was that what. This is one designed and constructed to my own specifications. It is more of a prosthetic than a sex toy. Go ahead and touch it, Tom.’ I did, and it had exactly the same skin-like feel as my cock and scrotum, not the rubberized or latex feel I had expected. Its hardness was also lifelike, unlike the rubbery, spongy flexibility I had expected. And it felt like body temperature. Even the blood vessels in it appeared real. ‘Tom, if you were blindfolded and had not seen this in the box, do you.