It was dark and we were under the covers, but there was no secret as to what we were doing with the sounds we were making. Apparently it turned that g...rl on, because she crawled over to where Emmitt was laying down and ended up fucking him not far from us. He used to joke about how I was the best wingman he'd ever had.Katie commented about the story being hot and said something like "Random drunken hookups at a party? Been there done that". Emmitt sheepishly asked if I knew he fucked Ashley. Robert watched the cats and looked at John. “You must meet my Grandfather.”Robert stood and left the house. John watched him leave and thought about what he had said. There were several reasons to talk to his grandfather, only one of which had to do with his cats.The ambulance arrived and the assassin was taken away. The police chief came and took an official statement. An agent from the FBI called requesting that John come in the morning and debrief them concerning the attack. The big question. Betty then reached over, grabbed my pecker, stroked it a couple times, which caused a stream of fluid to ooze out of the tip of my pecker. She told Veronica to hold it and leaned it towards her. She just sat there and stared, not knowing what to do. Then to my and Veronica’s surprise, Betty leaned down and began to lick my pecker and then suck on it. Not only was this the first time a girl had seen or touched my pecker, but it was the first time a girl sucked on it. The sensation was so new and. I hadn’t done any reading and now I was behind. I hadn’t studied Spanish and Melanie was going to kick my butt. If this kept up, my grades were going to suffer. And I was going to suffer.The problem was, I didn’t see a light at the end of the tunnel. I didn’t know how to resolve the complex situation. For all the claimed maturity that Melanie, Jennifer, and Becky’s parents said I had, I was still, as Stephanie put it, a dumb boy.The one thing I absolutely had to do was get control of my life.