A mighty cheer went up from the callous spectators and the hearts of the other two girls sank into their boots - or would have if they had not been ba...efoot and thus bootless. The hapless and shell-shocked Darlene gasped as she dropped the ten feet towards the water, seemingly leaving her stomach suspended in mid-air above her. She then sank right to the bottom of the deep glass tank and emerged gasping with cold. She could not remember ever having had such an utterly shattering physical. Not that she would ever have said yes, but it had to have been flattering to be asked again and again in the face of such long odds. At least she was never cruel about it. As a matter of fact, I’d have sworn that she actually wanted to say yes, but somehow just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Through it all, though, I was always in awe of her and would have jumped off a bridge for her had she deigned to ask it. Alas, she seemed to have no such use for me. The real problem with my fixation on. My voice can't be recognised on the tape and I have friends who will be willing to swear that I was somewhere else that Friday. Besides, I almost failed the test; who'll believe I had the questions ahead of time?" He fell silent for a moment and looked at her. "And even if I do get expelled, it's no big deal; people expect it of me. It's your reputation that matters."He was right. Stacy began to cry again, and was forced to suffer the humiliation of Neil again brushing the tears from her. I’d been in the bathroom before, right after she had taken a shit. It was bad. From the living room I could hear the explosion. Shit, gas, and water would be all over the toilet. I’d have to clean it up, later, but then…I could act ignorant of the happening, and let my wife do it, when she got home. Yeah, that’s what I’d do. I told J not to clean it up, either.The toothless blow job was even better than two nights before. J told me she had remembered some things, she used to do, to her.