I got almost all of them done by five O'Clock on Sunday. The widow never had me change hers until June because she said she would freeze her "wrinkled...old ass off" at night. That was another reason she got a big discount. The lady was a hoot.I couldn't see Jan on the weekends because of her parents but Beth didn't have that problem. She came over Sunday and we spent the day in my room talking (mostly). I decided to investigate some of the ideas she had given me when I went to bed that night.. .. huge dick!" ... seventeen times!? Oh my god!"I could hear the whispers as I made my way to my locker. It was almost scary. At least they were saying good stuff about me though. Seemingly overnight, I had become one of the sexiest guys in school.I dropped my jacket off in my locker and grabbed my books. Then I headed over to see Charlotte.She was standing at her locker surrounded by a ravenous gaggle of gossipy little teenage hens, all giggling and tittering in a circle around her. I didn't. I cooperated with him in every possible way. Unconsciously I was even rubbing my ass against his fingers when he slowed down his motion. He suddenly took his hand off and came sat beside me and asked ‘Which college are you studying in?’ I became angry and started looking around to see is anybody watching us without giving him a reply. Everybody was asleep or almost so. I again looked at him with an angry face and leant on the window glass. My pussy was still burning with desire. He said ‘don’t. Beth and several others were standing beside her and their actions added a very strong underline to Grant’s statement.Beth came to Grant and gave him a large and passionate hug, while she said, “I knew I had a smart husband. I just didn’t realize how smart he really was. I’m feeling better and better about our future and the future of this country.”Grant gave Beth a kiss, and asked, “And what have you been doing this afternoon?”“Mostly, I’ve been getting more of my equipment set up and taking.