Fortunately, my locker is between my homeroom and my first Mr. Finney's classroom. I stopped and got my books and struggled to walk normally as I made...my way to class.Mr. Finney glanced up as I entered. He could see that I was in distress. I saw that it bothered him. But I guess he figured that there was nothing that he could do until I let him help me. He just shook his head and looked away.I stopped at Lisa's desk and whispered, "Did he pull a switch?!"She turned red and looked guilty. But. It was obvious what was expected, and I was by now getting really turned on and knew what he wanted, I took his cock in my hands and mouth and began to suck, and play my tongue around its enlarged glans while wanking its shaft. Whether he was a sheikh, I neither knew or cared, but as far as his cock was concerned he was a king,. It was massive, I nearly gagged when he took my hands away, grabbed me by my hair, guiding his cock to my mouth and started to thrust it in, deeper and deeper down my. We talked like that for hours that night. I did go back and buy a six pack of beer. I let Rory drink one. I was glad when she didn’t like it and spit it out.I wasn’t so happy when she said she preferred Heineken. She told me she was just kidding and then added in a whisper “maybe”. She liked to joke with me like that and I enjoyed her quirky sense of humor.I knew she was a good girl and that at her age there was a lot of temptation out there. I smiled and said that I was glad we were together. "I handed Bertha the picture. "I recognize the dress. I wondered who you planned to give it to. Your wife is so beautiful. And the baby is adorable! You have to bring your wife back into your life if there is any chance at all."I looked at Roxy. "You tell her what I made you promise. The same applies to her. I'm leaving." I was almost out the door when I thought about the picture and the note. Going back, I took it out of Bertha's hand.I didn't sleep much that night. I was up twice to look at.