I sat down on the edge of the bed and she did too, I handed her the drink and I took mine—we looked at each other and clinked our glasses together a...d both took a hefty drink. I then reached over the took the drink from her hand and put both of them back on the night table. I turned to her and kissed her lightly on the lips, then on the neck and then we both sort of fell backwards onto the bed laying across it with our feet sticking out over the edge. I moved up and then pulled her up to where. Things seemed to be working out, I thought. We said good-bye and Sandy and I stowed the bags and drove off. I glanced over at her to see that she was grinning from ear to ear."What?" I demanded."Oh, nothing," she replied. "I'm just thinking how you looked standing there trying to pretend you didn't have a hardon." I poked her in the ribs, making her jump and chuckle at my discomfort. "You just can't stop thinking about rolling around naked and sweaty with two women, can you?" she asked."Of. ”He laughed. “You mean, they don’t think you’re a ‘retard.’ I’ve heard all those kinds of ugly remarks before, I assure you.” His tone was quite lighthearted.“Yeah ... well ... I don’t get to spend a lot of time with some of the other kids, so I guess I don’t hear what’s said behind my back. So far, it hasn’t caused me any big problems.”“I understand that you’ve been helping out the driver loading the kids on and off the bus. Is that true?”“Yeah ... well Mrs. Tasker has a bad back and it was. “No, but I decided not to do the anal shots with the banana. I fear the hard end might scratch you internally and I don’t want to hurt you. There may be a possibility of infection. So I substituted for that shot. You didn’t want the anal shot anyway, did you? There’s more anal coming up, you know.”“I don’t think I ‘d mind it, but if you think it’s dangerous, then we’ll skip it. To tell you the truth, I’m more embarrassed by a picture of me stretching my cunt out than I’d be stuffing a banana up.