I write "Tim's" because I had to make every effort to think of him andrefer to him by his real name. There was no way I would reveal any ofour secrets...to anyone other than his parents. High school kids can behyper-alert to anything out of the ordinary. To call Tim "Tabitha" or"Tabby" would be a terrible mistake. I hoped he felt the same way.When I arrived at Tim's house he was waiting outside. There was no traceof Tabitha now, only a teen boy in jeans and a sweatshirt and jacket. Abook bag hung. " We took a moment to rearrange ourselves; I settled Winona and myself to Daniel's right front as he sat in the chair, in a location that allowed Winona to watch as Fulmala diffidently sucked in Daniel's cock. We were side-on to Daniel so he could see everything I did to Winona -- which started with having her unpack my erection and begin fellating me. Neither woman was polished at fellatio the way Myra and Carol were; I attributed this to Fulmala's shyness and the fact that gentle Daniel had. But we rememberedthe layout of the ducts pretty well from when we had explored them beforeand within several minutes were above Coach Reichert's office and lookingdown through the air conditioning grill to see what was happening.Man, that looked strange. The office furniture had been rearranged and acouple of tables pushed together with study lamps on top of them. Andthere were books and papers on one of the tables, and Kenny and Warrensitting next to each other, looking as though they were. He could see the small birds and the people in various poses so he figured it all meant something in words that normal people could understand. The upright Mummy's sarcophagi (1) on each side of the hallway were colorful and seemed interesting to him. He could see that a lot of the symbols on the walls were also displayed on the ancient coffins. It was hard to believe that these works of art were simple coffins of a long-gone era.Jack wondered how long they had to listen to the droning voice of.