Who wouldn't be? The next morning, at school, I'd been forced, mostly thru peer pressure, to show my CAP card to everyone in my circle of acquaintance....Most of my friends had scored less than 6.5, just like I had. Everyone tried to cheer me up, telling me over and over again that my CAP score wasn't the end of the world. I almost laughed in their faces, because scoring less than 6.5, when you're a male, is pretty close to being the end of your world.I was called out of third period English and. It was great that my dad had gone away on a business trip for the next eight days so I could drop clues for her in the coming days. The clues were very subtle like the next morning after I took a shower I went into the kitchen with just a towel and I made a protein shake. My mom came into the kitchen and grabbed some cereal when she passed by me I dropped my towel exposing my soft cock. Also that day I swam with my friends in my speedo so when she came back from work she would see my package. I. I didn’t know what to say. “It’s a little embarrassing Sylvia”.“So it’s a sexual thing then?” she replied.I looked down at the floor and just blurted it out, “ Cindy wont let me fuck her”. I couldn’t believe what I had just said and was waiting for Sylvia to get up and throw me out.“Cindy has always been a silly girl. If I were her I would have jumped you on the first date”, she said as she rested her hand on my leg.I wasn’t too sure if I heard correctly, so I sat up from my crouching position. Mounted under the floor were the storage tanks for water and sewerage which, when connected to the camp sewerage, could be flushed out. Also there was a generator to supply lighting and power for the TV, microwave and other 240V AC appliances. As I said, a very well outfitted camper.As directed I took Mum to dinner at a restaurant, and it being midweek and winter there were few patrons so it was easy to get a table.Just the short distance from Sydney to here brought a dramatic change in the.