As it was the stake-out we planned for that night blew out, so I could head home early. I found a parking space closer than usual and walked to Sam’... flat. I wanted to ask him a few questions. Before ringing the bell, I bent down and using the torch on my phone had a good look at the lock. There didn’t seem to be any of the scratches you might expect if someone had tried to pick the lock, but it would take Forensics to confirm it. There was also a security spy hole in his door. We didn’t have. After all, Mr. F took pictures for his spank material. Maybe Mr. G. was just as pervy deep inside. Maybe he was setting cameras up to watch me right now, wouldn’t that be something. He could be watching me right now, pulling out his thing and - oops the door opened. Mr. Gadsten walked back in, opened the garage fridge, got a can of beer, and cracked it open.“Can you get me one?” I teased.“Hah, nice try, kiddo. I ain’t going to prison today.”“Aww, they don’t take people to prison for that. Plus. Sean was about 6’1 and had a volleyball player’s physique. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and was in good shape despite not really working out, as far as I can remember. I was 5’9, 140 lbs blonde and blue. I was toned, not muscular. We were both smooth and one could mistake us for relatives.Over the course of our senior year, we started hanging out more and more. When I turned eighteen, my parents allowed me to purchase a car and I would often drive to Sean’s house. His parents both had jobs. .. I... I don't have a dick anymore. YOU BITCH!You made me a girl now! A super sexy, fun loving girl who wants to partywith you! No No No! You took it away from me! You took my dick! You gaveme a cunt, a pussy... a vagina! How can I enjoy the feeling of a long,hard dick in my pussy now... I mean my long hard... hmmm, I could reallygo for one right now! I'm supposed to be, like, a super stud right? Erm,I mean I want a super stud right now? Curse you, you're like, the bestestfriend.