Girls where fascinating, bikes, college bunking, friends and sex desire, these things were my life. I use to be out till late in evening with friends ...nd use to get scolded by my father for that. My college use to get over by 1.30 in afternoon but i use to come home by 6 or 6.30 only. Once when i reached home by 6pm, my father opened the door and started to scold me on the door. People in building were looking at me and i was feeling very bad. In anger i left that place and knowing no place to. You smile sheepishly at me, as if you are sorry you woke me. As your hand slips to my ass, I smile back. No. I am not upset you woke me. You may wake me anytime. To talk, to cry. Even to make love. I caress the side of your face and move my hand down to your chest. Then down your chest and …. yes. That’s why you woke. A dream of me perhaps? I squeeze your hard cock quickly and slide the hand around to your ass. I move so that we are belly to belly and I feel your hard cock. I bend my knee and. He thentook the old car back to the living room, where he switched on theStudebaker's servo and put ot through its paces. He was delighted by theway he could drive the model car back and forth and even make it go inreverse. Ms. Cludesdale craied, "HAROLD! Take that car out and out itin the backyard - NOW!" Okay! Okay!" Harold retorted as he took the old car out into thebackyard and again put it through its paces. The old car handled like adrem, delighting Harold and amazing severl of the. People made speeches, which I paid no attention to at all. Mrs. Finch, the assistant principal got up to talk about how proud everybody was that, of the hundred and nine of us, eighty-one were going on to college some place, and six were joining the military. Eight were going to a technical school of some kind, and eight didn't know what they were going to do. That got a laugh. Then she got all emotional, and said that this year, six students had decided to get involved in selflessly making the.