I wondered, Is this only because he threatened Janet? After a moment I realized, No. I should have done a threat assessment when I found out about Lis....I told the crestfallen girl who had my penis in her hand, "Sorry. It looks like Janet's the only one. Better luck later, but now I have to go to class."When I got back to English class Williams said, "In The Program as I suspected, Henderson." He looked at my crotch and smirked. "You seem not to be participating in the spirit of the occasion." I. I saw her breasts rise and fall faster.With both hands I opened up her pussy. I peered into the moist pinkness. My cock throbbed its eagerness. I took a deep breath. This was my longtime goal.I heard a sound and looked up. She sobbed softly and her breathing was quicker. A trickle of wetness flowed from underneath the sleep mask. I dropped my eyes to her pussy before returning to her face.I couldn't do this.I wanted to do it. I so badly wanted to do it.I couldn't.I got off the bed and silently. Sidearm, right and left ... underhand ... overhead ... look behind you ... it's no fun when the plug hits a tree and bounces off your head. Casting was done with the wrist and not your body.When he was getting a birds nest snarl once every hundred casts ... and learning how to actually untangle the mess, his Dad gave him fifteen dollars and sent him down to the hardware store. Mr. Dean was waiting and they used the machine to put new line on his old reel."You ever want to sell that old reel,". If I just stand back and let things unfold ... letother people have the initiative. My father, really. He was an old-fashioned man's man, and he tried to bring me up to be the same as him.'Be a man,' he would say, 'You have to stand up to people and make themtake notice of you.' He did everything he could to toughen me up. Allkinds of sports, the more violent the better. He even made me go huntingwith him, which I loathe." If you were brought up to be a lover of hunting, but you grew up.