Frankly, it wouldn't have bothered me. I'm cool with golden showers. I guess you may find that hard to understand. I won't blame you if that's not a f...tish of yours," Ms. Chancery replied."I'm not too keen on the idea of drinking piss, but I won't judge you for that interest. Just don't ask me to taste yours, okay?" Calahan said."I know, it would gross you out. Then again, I don't care if you drink mine. It's about humiliation for me. I like to swallow it myself as a sign of submission. I'm a. "It pays the bills, right?" he said.I just shook my head agreeing to him as we walked into the coffee shop. We sat down with our coffees at the shop, and talked some more about my family. Told him about my older brother and younger sister and about my last year in junior high school and all the homework I been having and stuff. Told him about how my parents always seem to give me hard time about everything from gymnastics to school work. Our conversations continued as we both sipped slowly on. Anne joined her left hand to her right and began jacking him, while churning her tongue around the head. She paused for a moment, lifted her head up and off and looked up at Stan again. ‘You like?’ she asked, eyes deep pools of lust. ‘God, yes!’ Stan rasped-out before she began again, sliding slowly, languorously down his penis until her gag reflex threatened, then lifting up slightly and sucking, sucking, twirling, teasing. The effect on Stan was incredible. Too soon, he knew he was going to. The girls in his class giggled and sent him coy folded notes. He was tall for his age, as tall as Jenny at least and had blue eyes and freckles. He shook his hair over his eyes. Jenny turned her gaze back to her book. "Ugh, I have so much homework" she said. "That sucks." Devon replied. He searched his mind for something to say. "Want a coke or something?"Jenny smiled. "Sure. Thanks. I'll go check on Kate while you get them."Devon went into the kitchen. In the fridge he saw some chocolate.