He was, it seemed, alive.Which was, in a small way, a disappointment, considering how nobly he had acted to save his friends, he thought with a small ...mile.He was lying on his back on a small bed that was almost sinfully comfortable. Fat pillows were propped behind his head, and soft cotton sheets caressed his body. A thick comforter, merrily decorated with warm designs in red and orange, brought needed color to the hospital room.It has to be a hospital room, right? he thought foggily. Flogging. Jay said that his friend was a real sissy and liked to be feminine. There was no doubt he was gay. I hadn't had any experience with a guy who didn't love and worship both his own and his lovers Cock and an outright sissy didn't seem like someone who would fit in as a true Cock Worshipper. I knew who Lee was, but never met him until the day Jay and I were driving and saw Lee walking down the raod. It was starting to rain, so I stopped to pick him up.As he got in, Lee was surprised to see Jay and. But first, I had Sheila's visit to look forward to. I told Kent that I was going to be out of town for the second week in a row. From the look he gave me, I don't think he believed me.Charlie was making himself scarce. I took many of my meals in the school cafeteria and let him fend for himself. He never complained. Hell, he had a good thing going. I'm sure he looked upon me as his sugar daddy. One word from me would have stopped his flow of cash from Cyril.On Wednesday I woke to find a. She seemed a little flustered and just whispered, ‘Really? I mean, do you want me to? Are you sure?’ I reached for the phone and picked it up and she watched as I slowly typed, ‘Yes, I’m coming, alone, wait for me. I just want to put on something a little more appropriate for tonight.’ Then I gave her the phone back, kissed her again and said, ‘Now, go ahead and push send.’ She hesitated and said, ‘But if something happens I want it to be good for you too, not just me. Tell me it’ll excite you.