I made my way to his room and saw there were students from his previous class packing up to leave. I entered and one of the boys whistled at me."Hey, ...mith, pipe it down. Didn't anyone teach you how to respect a lady?" Mr. Davis barked. The class laughed and his friends shook their heads at him.I didn't mind the extra attention but was thankful for Mr. Davis' willingness to protect me."Hello, Mr. Davis. How are you?" I tried my best to hide my excitement, now that everyone was watching."I'm. Mac licked his lips. At the same time he unbuttoned his uniform pants andpulled out a long, thin, pale cock. He flicked the tip between his thumband first two fingers.'Let me suck your cock.' Mac said.'Have you ever done anything like this before?' James asked.'I did Peter last week.' Mac replied.James was shocked. Big, macho stud Peter, the team captain, had let Macsuck him off. If Mac was good enough for Peter he was definitely goodenough for him, James decided. He walked up to Mac and took. I knew who I was – Rebecca Louise Freeman, age thirteen years and zero days. I knew I was lying on the carpet in our living room. I knew it was my birthday. I knew that my entire extended family was in the room staring at me – that’s the other reason I didn’t want to open my eyes. I knew I’d just had hysterics in front of everyone and then collapsed.The one thing I was drawing a complete blank on was ... why.I looked inside my brain and the place where my memories should be looked like the film. We got in line for the Roger Rabbit Car Toon Spin ride behind this little k**- 6 or 7 years old at the most- and his Mom. She was a southern California, Beach Boy surfer-girl type. Her boy had wavy black hair and was obviously spending a lot of the summer at the beach judging by his dark, tanned skin.The ride was broken down so we were just kind of standing there waiting for it to get fixed. We introduced ourselves to each other and her little boy, Ryan, started asking us about the big Mickey.