I only barely aware that I was now on day two of wiping out my job-forced celibacy and doing, fucking, anyone and everyone. Actually, I was getting do...e by them. Now well past ten guys, and probably over twenty different guys had been up inside me. Less than a full day earlier I'd been fantasizing about a moment like this, but not nearly as vividly. My fantasy lacked the quivering leg muscles from bending to anonymous fuck-friends, the sore calves of strutting and then holding my body in place. Jamie says “Ya, that's pretty fuckin hairy, and I can see you got pretty bushy pits too” . I says “ya they busy alright”. I raise my right arm up, making a muscle. We were sitting close enough that I was practically in his face. Jamie responds with “damm dawg, you stink”. I say to him “well we are at a skate park yo, and it is 101 out today” “Besides, I got a couple of “clients” that like a bit of funk on their trade”. Jamie looking purplexed ask me “clients” ? I just told him “I'll tell ya. ?" No," said Debbie grinning. "Richard and his cock aren't here tonight. As a matter-of-fact apart from me and Anton and Vikki, oh and Robin and Sarah of course, the only person here tonight who was at that unfortunate orgy last Friday night is Naomi here," and she indicated Naomi Johnson who was trying her best to be inconspicuous at the back."Okay," said Anton taking charge of the conversation again, "now that that we've all been sort of introduced, I think it's time Debbie and I officially. Mrs Clarke looked at me. “Sorry Toby. It’s the way it has to be. And the rest of you. For now at least, all that Tee and any of the others must know is that Sandra and Toby are getting married. Even so, it must remain as much a secret as it’s possible for it to be. When people get the wedding invites, they will also get a letter imploring them to absolute secrecy. Admittedly this is mostly for the sake of school discipline, but it will also help to keep anything from the ears of people we.