“It’s okay,” I said.That didn’t sound good enough, so I did what most boys do in that situation. I perceived there was a chance I could restor... my relatively good reputation in her eyes, so I blundered on.“That was the first time I’d ever done that. I don’t know why it happened then. It just sort of came over me. Maybe my hormones had just kicked in or something.”I looked at her, hopefully. She stared back at me. The bus stopped and the doors opened. A gaggle of kids started getting on.“You are. .. well, I have no problem with that, since it started prior to your employment. If it interferes with the performance of your duties, then we'll talk about it. Until that time, I wouldn't worry about it," I said smiling."It's hard to believe you are only sixteen, sometimes," she said. "Thank you. I think you've given me more than I could possibly have dreamed of." Ah ... thanks, I guess," I said shrugging my shoulders in typical teen fashion."I need to remember that I still need to act sixteen. "So Karl, you denied yourself such extreme pleasure, because of an irrational fear, don't you see no harm was done, don't you understand no one would have to know, what is a man anyway, does a man let the majority decide for him how he should have harmless pleasure??" Okay Karl, you have been very honest with me, so I will be honest with you, you can have the job and I'll even pay you 15% more than what is posted, if you will oblige me and tonight rediscover and wake up those feelings of. I slide my tongue all over the shaft, desperate to touch myself while sucking on that thick meat. Fortunately John has almost reached the end of his narrative. I wait until I sense we’re close to hanging up. There is one thing I have left to tell him. I’ve been saving it till last, but I don’t want Mark to understand the context.“Sandra’s been in touch,” I tell him. “She says she has some things for us.”“I like the sound of that,” John says, I can tell by his voice that he does, even as I curl.