Defo. Can you sign this for me” The waiter said as he held out a bill.Tom was starting to get infuriated making his headache that little bit worse. ...This boy had to learn a good lesson.“Excuse me boy, how about you rephrase that” Tom said looking down on his tiny frame. It was obvious this wasn’t his full time work probably some student from the college on a part time or summer job.“Eh, sorry?” He said with as he screwed up his face looking at Tom.Tom looked at his servers name badge as he sat. Anna was peeved. Where was Badgio?It had been the hot June of '64:as she finished her first year at Bedales. Her mother had the idea of all going to the pool's opening day. It was a place only open for the summer season. Apart from themselves, the pool was almost deserted; a mother with her toddler, two elderly men slowly swimming breaststroke from end to end, and the pool man placing out the deckchairs.Fearful of sunburn, Anna's mother was busy administering the calamine to her younger sister.. “But it’s too late now.”“Raylene, is it really true that you don’t know if Rory or Mick is your baby’s father?”“Yeah. After you and Paul left us, we kind of went crazier. We were fucking all over the camp, anytime night or day. It was like the stories in those French books we used to get. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sometimes a dozen to fifteen times a day with one man or the other. It was crazy. Rory and Mick would switch back and forth and back and forth. I never knew which one was shooting into me.”“Same. She gave me a sly, hopefully seductive grin just before she leaned down to my face and gently bit my lip and stroked my cock. My eyes closed as she leaned back to enjoy the feeling of her little plaything in her grasp. She began stroking my cock and working my balls over again in earnest. That's what I had become. her plaything. She knew it, I knew it, but we never said it. While my eyes were closed for that span of just a few seconds, she replaced her hand on my cock with her mouth.She could.