"Yes?" Are you Kate Miller?" He was reading my name."I am." Sign here please." He turned the clipboard around and indicated a line with my name printe... on it.I closed the door to remove the chain. When I opened it again, he held the clipboard while I signed it, then he handed me a thick envelope."Thank you, Ma'am." He turned to walk away leaving me standing there confused."What was that all about?" John asked as he walked up behind me.I locked the door again and went to the kitchen table. "I. It is not only a game of high school politics. Some people actually gave a damn about Jacob, even if they do not truly know who he is.I could not keep silent. "See, you have more people who like you than you thought." The cheerleaders are there to support our team. I do not want to put them in a bad mood."Bob snapped back, "Jacob, will you stop being so fucking self sacrificial? You have a right to your own happiness. It is not your purpose in life to solve everyone else's problems, no matter. "Did she take it that hard?" he asked."I didn't get the chance to tell her anything," Gwen said. "When I got back, she and Chris were on her bed-he must have come over while I was with you-and they were naked and-" He was fucking her?" Don asked, round-eyed. It wasn't exactly news to him, but to get it first-hand, definite-that was a shock."No, they were playing checkers!" Gwen shouted. "What do you think they were doing? Can't you see how upset I am? I sent Chris home and told Cathy to get. ." Oh honey, did he? Did the filthy animal fuck you in broad daylight?"Kelly grinned as a dollop of precum oozed from the eye of my cock tip under her gentle ministrations. "No," she frowned. "The postman was just over the road. The builder told me I was a very naughty girl and how naufghty girls need to be punished. When I asked what he meant, he said I needed to be spanked. Before I knew it we were in the living room and I was spread across his knee like a bad little schoolgirl, hotpants down.