"She stopped walking, closed her eyes and clasped my coin tightly in her hand, and after a minute, she even held her breath."If you don't feel anythin... by now, you're not going to Cindy," I said, watching her turning red in the face."Shit," she gasped, giving up. "What was I supposed to feel?" I don't know. I think it may be different for different people. When I hold it, it makes my skin tingle, but other people feel something different." So... Because I can't feel something, that means you. “Help her stand up!” the doctor said to me. As I headed to the examining table, Jill was already trying to swing her legs around. The cast was jutting stiffly over the edge of the table like a barrel of a gun, pointing at me. I took it and gently lowered it. Her casted heel clanked on the floor and her toes curled up gracefully. A soft moan escaped her lips. “It hurts,” she said and clasped her hands around her thigh. “The pain will subside in a minute,” the doctor said. “Are you sure? It’s. It was Wednesday before Uncle Bunny found me. He had called out to the Academy, to try to get names and phone numbers of any friends I might have made at school. When he identified himself and asked for the information, the administrator's secretary told him I was back in residence at the academy. I'm not sure why he did it, but Uncle Bunny didn't tell Mama or Dad that he'd found me. Instead, he drove out himself, to speak with me. I was surprised when they called me over to the administration. My first impulse is to duck away and cover up, embarrassed, but something catches my attention. He is wearing a towel and a hardon showing through the open split. I realized that he could see into the bathroom by a reflection of a full length mirror. I feel a gush between my thighs. He said nothing and then started stroking. I said nothing just stood there. I wished it were him, but this stranger will do nicely. I love to get naked for other guys, especially chubby ones. I slowly lower my hands.