Beth didn't like the idea. She knew that Jake and Béla needed their 'alone-time', and she didn't like Jake sitting around for hours just watching her...regenerate. It was just too creepy. 'A girl needs her privacy, after all ... Besides, I bet you could blow me full of holes and stave my head in with a rock and I'll still get home before you!'So far, Jake had beaten her home every time by at least an hour. 'Yay! Score three points for me! But if you really want to know, I'd rather have her here. The audience is almost entranced by me. I am a brilliantpublic speaker.My hero is General Douglas MacArthur. Chapter II:Thank God that school is almost over. It is the last two weeks and ithas got gradually worse since my mother died. First Sandra forced me togo to school with bright pink painted nails. The next week she paintedmy eyes with eyeliner, eye shadow and mascara. Next week I was afraidthat they would go all the way and make me look like a real girl but Iguess I wouldn't stand out as. But I know she had some questions regarding the additional order, and meant to send a letter to Mrs. Hilda this afternoon.” Closing the folder, she put it on top of the stack. “But seeing how you’re here, you might as well head out back and speak to her yourself.”“Are you that eager to be rid of me so quickly?” he teased.“Only because I’ve work to do, and you’re entirely too distracting.” Handsome as the devil he was, she mused. With his short-cropped light brown hair, those stunning clear. All they were doing was giving me a case of blue balls.The food came and the hands came up from under the table. Marlene leaned over my shoulder and as she set my plate down in front of me she whispered in my ear:“Better put that thing away stud.”I looked at her in confusion and she smiled and looked down at my lap and I suddenly realized she could see my cock jutting up from my fly. I scooted my chair forward to try and get my cock under the table and out of sight. As soon as everyone’s.