Yeah, I wanted to tell the world that I was Kathy Kramer’s secret boyfriend. But if I did that she would tell everyone about my mom and me. At least...I think she would.You see Kathy enjoyed playing with my mom almost as much as she enjoyed playing with me. My mom would gleefully tell me that Kathy would skip school and come over. She would jerk me off and share every juicy detail of their carnal trysts while I was stuck in class.And I would tell my mom of all the trouble Kathy and I got into. I. We both jumped up, scared to death that someone would find out what we did. We looked at each other with a look of concern."We should probably get outta here. Everyone's gonna be wondering what happened to us," I told her."Yeah, I hope they don't think we were doing anything in here. I mean, we've made it kind of obvious to everyone else here that we're totally into each other," she said back.We both walked out of the freezer together, completely red and out of breath. The first person we. "Oh Johnny, you are a bad, bad boy," she murmurs.I smile to myself, so that's the way she wants to play it. Pretending I'm a man. I don't mind that as long as she's happy with it. Now I just want to fuck her, feel her getting hornier and hornier, make her cum. I'm getting very squelchy and my clit is throbbing so much I daren't touch it. She's so open and wet my toe is barely touching the sides. I want to fill her more, and from the way she's moving now, she wants the same.I decide a little. Not very busy tonight; a group of youths posturing machismatically by the pool table; an old couple sitting with nothing left to say to each other; a giggle of office-girls de-briefing each other on the day's gossip; and a man sitting alone looking at me. Or was it a man? I found myself doing the inspection people do to me; looking for my breasts; checking out my shoes; staring at my hands; looking for an Adam's apple.If I'd been closer I'd have visually searched his top lip for evidence of.