A ring would sadden me a bit even though I knew that it was highly unlikely that I would ever meet any of them and even if I did, it was even more unl...kely that anything would happen.“You don’t sound much like a Fred!” I stated.“It’s actually Freda, after my granddad Fred. But Fred sounds better ... just.” She laughed.We talked a bit more and I learned that Nadine had taken a taxi to hospital – they’d both been drinking so no driving. I also thought that could have been a factor in her cutting. I was trying to process this when Pam distracted me by beginning alecture on 'Interpersonal Dynamics' which I assumed was going to be aload of psychological bullshit. In truth once Pam got the sessionrolling it all got rather interesting as she explained how to recogniseand read the subtle body language and sub vocal queue's 'men' radiatedand before I knew it we were breaking for morning coffee.Separated from my dinner table circle I kept out of the limelight,still feeling rather self-conscious. He went on undressing. Deanna appeared to take no notice. Instead she focused on finishing her cigarette, eventually stubbing it out amongst the remains of half a dozen others in the ashtray beside her armchair. George was naked. Deanna made no effort to disguise her distaste at his flabby physique."All right," said Deanna, "let's see how you are at foot worship." She flopped down in the armchair, pushing out one of her feet towards George. "Get down and get your tongue to work on my toes," she. Well, yah, uh.. first thing.. suck mah dick here… He finally unbuckled his jeans and stripped them and his shorts to his knees. A man-sized dick sprang out, half hard already. Teenagers. Show em a naked body and BANG, they get hard. I giggled as I knelt in front of him and took his gorgeous tool into my mouth. Oh, fuck that! yelled one of the other boys as he saw my mouth travel up and down the older boys cock. Javon groaned and rocked his hips, putting his hands on my head. I put one hand.