I had twenty five minutes yet before I could enter Mrs. Graph's classroom. The school was deserted now except for a couple of office workers. I decide... to go into the men's room to wait. I went into a stall and sat down on the toilet lid. I began to go over in my head what I wanted to do to her. My heart was pounding as the thought of my cock sliding in and out of her hot mouth caused my cock to rise to attention. Thought's of kneeling behind her and lapping at her dripping cunt caused me to. It was opened but I couldn’t see anyone. I heard him again though.“You are completely safe. Lie back in your seat and close your eyes.”I could see his feet but nothing else because he was hiding behind the door in a shadow that was very dark in contrast to the parking lot lights. His voice was firm and deep but caring and honest. I’m not sure why, but I believed him.“OK” I said as I lay back down in the seat and closed my eyes. I had my finger on the trigger of the mace.I heard him get in. " I tried to probe his mind and found that he was more than what he claimed; he was in fact my biological father. I will need to search this more closely in the near future, but for now I need to talk to him. What can he tell me?"Hi, do I call you Uncle Ron or just Ron?" he laughed, "just Ron will do fine, Jimmy, what I do need to talk to you about is your fight with young Mr Tiltman, he is in a bad way, when you twisted his leg it shattered the shin bone, when you threw yourself on top of him. Hmmmmmm.It was dusk and the sun was setting. We had moved to the lounge area having a drink. Jake had a beer. I said, Jake, my toes are cold. I placed my feet in his lap. He unbuckled the ankle straps and removed my sandals. He enclosed my toes in his hands. I felt the warmth. He brought my right foot to his lips and put my toes in his mouth. He ran his tongue underneath them and sucked them. I said, God, Jake that drives me crazy. I didn’t know my toes were so sexually sensitive. He said they.