Years as a sailor had toughened them to the state of animal hide. "I said look at me you little bastard! No running off to hide away with your little ...issy faggot stuffed bear. Damn! I thought that when I got rid of that piece of shit you would start to grow up! But no! You're as big a pansy as ever! You sure ain't any of my seed. Your slut of a Momma must have been fucking around on me with some candy ass. You make me sick you little shit! Get the fuck out of my sight before I really get. I was stupid, narrowminded and irrational and I paid for my actions by losing my job. I ama trained teacher but I had been working as a social worker for a numberof years. My previous school had shut down due to falling attendancesand there were too many teachers chasing too few jobs. The local councilwere crying out for new social workers and I decided to work for them.When I, ah, left the social services department, I decided to startagain with teaching. That's why I am here now, as a supply. Abby moaned, squirmed, and I saw a slight shudder as she achieved a mild orgasm. I pulled back to lay beside them, watching the sexy show of young, toned, sexy brother and sister losing themselves in lust. Abby reached down and gave a quick tug on Billy's hair. He knew exactly what that signal meant, and he moved up to straddle Abby, his thick erect cock over her mouth, his balls brushing her chin. She grabbed his cock and moved her head to position her mouth at the tip. Earlier, I described. David poked his head into the room on the right and glanced around. A half-dozen or so round tables arranged in no particular order were circled by four dark-wood chairs each. Booths with high backs lined two walls, the other two were taken up by a curved bar that fenced off their shared corner. Between the shelves of glasses and framed photos hanging on the walls behind the bar, a door led back to the kitchen. A large man with long, grey mustaches stood just outside that door, drying out pint.