My friends and Ishould have a sleepover. Even though the last one had ended with thecall about my dad, I'd had fun and I wanted to do it again. My roo... wastoo small to accommodate all four of us. I also didn't have my owntelevision like Abby. I thought Shelly's house would work. We couldcamp out in the den with sleeping bags. I might even convince Ms,Gartman to fix a pot of grits the next morning for breakfast. By thetime we reached school, I 'd worked up an excitement about thepossibility of. My orgasms, as I shot my cum into his sucking mouth, were so much better than they were when I would masturbate. Kevin would sometimes push my legs up and lick my little, tight asshole, it felt nice but I think he enjoyed it even more than I did. After several sessions of him sucking my cock, he asked if I wanted to suck his. I admit I was curious, but I wasn't ready for what happened next.Kevin stood up and dropped his pants to the floor, "come here" he said. "Get on your knees, your going to. He would fail and that would depress him further. Let's see how his first year goes at public school. I'll drop a line to his future headmaster explaining what's gone on."Mark, ignorant of his parents' concern and his headmaster's advice, soldiered on and achieved excellent Common Entrance results, getting into the public school of his parents' choice with no problem.He took to the new life like a duck to water. His housemaster's first half-term report read: "Mark is up and down and round. I mean, she means what she says, doesn't fool around with games. I thought up the panties-on-the-hook thing, and who was the first to use it? Mary. I love it. And hearing her laugh when she comes is another kick. And, I wasn't far behind.I have basically the same courses as Mary, but we aren't in any of the same sections. Instead of her Statistics, I have Business 101, that's the only difference. I don't want to deal with the heavy ends of math. I'd been looking around the classes for possible.