“Can I interest you in bacon sandwiches and coffee?”“Ooh yes,” Mel eagerly replied.“Jacket,” I said to Mel’s back, and indicated a row o... hooks just inside the door when she turned to look.As Mel eased herself out of her jacket, I recognised the holes in Mel’s t-shirt. Definitely the same as the day before. I took Mel’s jacket and hung it on a hook.I led the way into my kitchen, where I rescued the bacon already cooking from the grill, replacing it with some uncooked rashers from my fridge. I. She had a rep as a skank among the girls Elsie and I palled around with. Like I said, she was skinny, with a case of acne I wouldn’t wish on anyone and bad breath that constantly popping Sen-Sen didn’t help. The Prom itself was typical, you know, a teacher for every couple on the dance floor, or so it seemed to me. Roger had a hip flask full of rye whiskey that we emptied repeatedly only to have him fill it from a bottle he had sequestered away just outside the place the Prom was being held. As I sat there pondering why I was here and what I was feeling, I got bumped again. My heart skipped a beat and my blood ran fast. Turning around I saw that fat beautiful thick cock again. Quickly I took it into my hands before it disappeared. Again those wonderful feeling flowed through my body. My hands were quickly jerking it off.Again, I heard the strangers muffled moans of pleasure coming through the wall. I put my ear to the wall so I could hear better as I continued to work on that. If he wasn't a complete idiot before, he certainly felt like one now. Christine was furious and reminded him that she had backed up all these text conversations they had been having. How could he be so stupid as to not think about that before? She said that he was screwed, that she would not stand for this. She did not reply any of his following texts and did not talk to him in the office. Needless to say, he was scared shitless.That weekend, Rick was walking in the mall with Angie,.