"Because I'm a cock sucking fag boy. Sir," she replies.Both Joe and I stick our hard cocks in her mouth. I hold up her crew cuthead with my hand, and ...aress its bristles."Jack that cock, fag boy, as you suck us off" Joe demands.I pull out of her mouth and Joe straddles her face as he stuffs his dickdeep past her lips. I move down between her legs and grab her hand. Iplace it on my cock and start her jacking me off as I begin stroking herfake dick."You like that, boy?" I ask.I can just barely. Even so, I was sure my notoriety would pass quickly, as things in school usually do. Pretty soon someone else would do something and everyone would completely forget who I was again. I could hardly wait for that to occur.Cate and I sat with Betty during lunch again and detailed more of what we were looking for in people like her. I asked her to try to evaluate people for possible emotional responsiveness, especially close family members, since these abilities seemed to run in families. We also. Babs laughed. "I followed you," she said, "and saw the whole thing. Good show!"Now it was Nell's turn to laugh. As the others returned, Babs put a finger to her lips. It was to be their little secret. Babs's folks were now coming back from the pond where they had been out in a row-boat. They looked tanned and younger than their forty-eight years, friendly and healthy as ever. Their names were Roy and Tessie McDougald. Both had been just kids when they had gotten married and had Joe, and they. Liza was right, this isn't like other services," Joan said cryptically. "Do you have any experience with this sort of job at all, even personal experience with phone sex with a boyfriend, or anything?" she asked. "No, I've had a couple of boyfriends, but they were all in town, so I wasn't away from them, I never needed to have phone sex with them," I replied honestly. "I have always written though, I've even written some erotic stories in the past, no one but my boyfriends ever saw them though,.