Not quite a photographic memory. If anybody gives me any crap about not having to study I tell them I have a pornographic memory. It usually shuts the... up. Of course, if it was a girl giving me crap, I used to mumble and turn away. I wonder what would happen if I used that memory line on one of them now. I realized I could probably talk to a girl in school without much of a problem.I got pulled out of my daydreams twice by Mr. Hanson, my History teacher. He made some smart ass comment that I. He chewed her nipples and bite on her neck, boobs, shoulders, stomach and low stomach too. Then he cut her panties by knife in 4 pieces and put those pieces in her choot deeply. Then he kissed her on her choot and made a 69 position so to get the pieces clearly out of her sweet pink choot.He removed one by one the panty pieces out of her shaved choot and gave a strong bite on her choot lips. My mom moaned in pain he was recording all their positions and sex chats and moans in his video cam kept. Both Glen and Lacy were honor roll students. All of their teachers liked them. They both became Pi Beta Kappa members and were nominated for the Key Club.We played about one gig a month.Our music got better when Glen recruited the student that had played the fiddle so well at the school. The music was mostly Cafe Jazz but we had a number featuring each of us in something else each session.Fay turned down many offers for engagements. We did not want to become professionals. We loved our time. I never let him fuck me again after that dildo got in my pussy. I practiced handjobs on him and even let him use the dildo on me. Any new kind of sexing was good, but sucking cocks was STILL the top event. One Saturday afternoon in October I had to get out of the house so I walked down to the campus. People were having parties in their front yards with beer all over and music playing and people doing all kinds of things. I got a lot of attention from the college boys and decided I would.