Due to the fact that I was on the far side of the bed and Kathy had moved to the opposite side to help her daughter Sue naturally jumped up on the bed...in the middle and wormed her way down between us as her mum turned and enveloped her in her warm arms that moments before had been wrapped around my naked back.“Cuddle up to her” said Kathy … I just looked at her and said “ I can’t, remember what we were doing before Sue arrived, I’m sure she doesn’t want to feel a naked old fella up against her”. Unfortunately, that left me hitchhiking most of the way, which despite carrying inherent risk, also meant relying on the kindness of strangers, of which is in very short supply these days. This meant that my progress would be painstakingly slow. I had been on the side of this road now for 5 hours, with no success, notwithstanding it had been raining for 3 of those 5 hours. I would have left, but I had nowhere to go, I was stuck here until someone took pity on me. Suddenly, I began to hear the. “Good point. Danny, go hold the door while I work this bitch over.” As soon as Danny D walked away to hold the door shut, Darin spun me around and knocked me to the floor. I thought for sure my goose was cooked, that he was going to give me one hell of a working over, but then, while I was sitting back up I saw that he was busy unfastening his pants right in front of me. To my left, Mike Gibson just stood there and snickered. “On your knees, bitch.” Darin ordered, then pulled his pants down. The feeling of his swollen penis being on full display in the school bus was starting to lift his flagging spirits. Susan seemed to pick up on this attitude shift taking place in Jack’s demeanor and began a chant with the rest of the kids who were leaning over their seats to watch.“Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!” Susan began to say. Other kids heard this and soon the whole bus was chanting in chorus that one word.Jack looked around at all the faces focused on his erect penis. There were little.