Hamlet...er..won. Well, my friend made me out a check on the spot with...er...every evidence of good will and we bade each other goodnight. Well, jus... after I had climbed into the front seat of my sedan and was showing Hamlet his purse I was suddenly struck on the head from behind. Well, naturally, I lost consciousness..." Naturally," I murmured."And when I...er...awoke both Hamlet and the check were GONE!" How mystifying," I commented."Very," he said, nodding his head like anything. "Well,. She got up and walked over, close enough that I could see every stream of Charles’ cum on her face and chest. Standing just off to my side she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock as I had stood trembling in hopes she would do me next. Her hand slipped along the hard eager shaft as it bounded with the possible relief and too soon left me without the joy of cuming even with her hand…She leaned up and kissed me, thrusting her coated tongue covered with my uncle’s cum as her mouth. ”“Yes, Joel, I know. Give my love to your mother and I hope I’ll see you again. Bye,” she said softly before hanging up.I sighed, as I closed the call. It was the one thing I hoped would never happen, but then ... I was living in a fool’s paradise. How could a gorgeous blond babe fall for a guy like me? It just didn’t happen in real life.I had thought about telling Naomi that I was intending to date again but in the end, there was no point. It wouldn’t matter. I had a feeling she might be. But the bell didn't mean that his school troubles was over. Far from it. As soon as he stepped out of the theater room and into the little-used hallway that led to it, Christine was there.He was so sluggish that it took him some time to mentally register her presence.Christine by contrast, seemed as fresh, energetic, and mentally sharp as ever. She also seemed worried and peeved with his disappearance. She raised an eyebrow and looked to the theater room door.He thought, Aaaah, shit! What does.