After confirming the hours that it would be open Joe looked at the time on the clock tower on the town hall that was across the street and slightly of... to an angle from the library. He decided that his morning had been productive as well as informative. He found that it was time for him to head for home if he wanted lunch as more time than he had thought had passed while he was at the park.Lunch that day was uncomfortable as Joe's mother tried to find out what had changed his demeanor. He tried. Where I didn't want to look."It's Wes. We've got to help him. Run in the house and get the quilt and a pillow off the couch."I forced my body to move. I got the items she wanted and brought them out. I went over to the car.Wes was all twisted and mangled. I could see a pool of blood underneath him, getting larger by the second. Mom was holding out her hand for the things I brought."The blood." It's Wes, Leslie. Give them to me."I gave her the quilt and pillow and took a step back. I leaned. It would probably be the latter, she thought she was alone in the office and I never even seen her flirt a little with anyone, let alone me, so I estimated my chances weren't that good and I decided to masturbate to this picture and then disappear to my own office.Silently I was jerking my dick when Sandra suddenly startled from a noise, it came from outside and after she looked out of the window behind her from her chair, she turned back around and looked straight ahead, I had the feeling she. He would leave here withqualifications and be able to get a good paying job, and one day pay Babsback for her generosity.After giving it some thought, he'd come to realise that he'd enjoyed theattention, and if girls we're treated like this all the time, then whywould anyone want to be a boy?Bab's was busy in her office organising for the new school year, at thesame time putting in place the tour plans for the investors that would bevisiting the school that week when the phone rang."Hello" Hey.