I put it aside before it could upset me too much.It was hard to look through it all. The news articles about the sudden and tragic explosion that had ...illed Lauren Summers were surreal. I was alive and well, reading about my death. The building had burned to the ground and apparently my body had been identified through dental records."Evan, what body? How did they 'identify' my body? I'm clearly not in that burned up building." Relocation provides a corpse, generally a homeless person who died. I was 16 at the time, and could not wait to get in after a tough day. As usual, the bus was pretty empty as I lived the furthest away from school and after a few stops all the other k**s had gotten off at their stops already. The bus pulled up at a stop and I heard loud girlish talking and laughing. A group of girls heavily trodded up the stairs onto the empty top deck. I reconised them as the notorious bullies from my school. They always travelled around together, the gang of 4. Clarissa, the. She had done this with me before, and I wasn’t sure what would come next. She told me to then close my eyes, and when I did, I felt her warm mouth come over the tip of my penis and slide down to the base. She moved her tongue in circles around my cock and I couldn’t help but think for a moment that she had done this before. It was utterly amazing. She would bob her head up and down for a while, teasing my dick with her tantalizing tongue and sucking softly on my rock hard cock. Then she would. She was talking about my first official date. I had finally gotten up the nerve to ask Charity Nelson to go to a movie with me, and had told Gloria about it."Of course I went," I said. "Did you think I'd chicken out?" Maybe," she said, drawing it out. "Tell me all about it!"So I told her how I'd picked Charity up, going in to meet her parents, like I had been taught to do by my mother. I hadn't been able to think of anything to say to them. They'd wanted to know what movie we were going to, and.