"Yeah, I guess." Who was thisguy? Why did he look so familiar?"You know, the garden extends around the side of the building. There's abench towards ...he back. We can sit and just... smell the flowers, ifyou'd like." He offered his hand. "I'm , by the way."Brenda knew he had just given his name, but, for some reason, she hadn'tunderstood what he'd said. It was a nice name, though. She knew that."Brenda," she answered, shaking his hand. She rose and took his arm, asthey walked towards the. His was nice and firm and he was in no danger of any hernias any time soon. While I was pressing on his groin his penis began to harden a bit. I then moved on to his testicles. Taking them in both hands I manipulated them looking for any lumps or other irregularities. I loved this part of the exam. But the best was yet to come.After declaring his testicles as ok, I then took hold of his penis. Although when he initially disrobed, his foreskin had been rolled back and bunched up under the head,. She allowed her arms to go over my shoulders, drop to my waist, and press up firmly against my rock hard cock. That night, I danced like I never danced before. With one last song being played on the stage, I jumped as high into the air as I could, raising my arms way over my head, and screaming at the top of my lungs – right alongside Kristi. It took at least thirty minutes in the car before the ringing in our ears subsided, and we were able. "We shortly arrived at school; I was feeling a bit apprehensive aboutwhat might happen. Then I remembered what mom had told me. 'Hold youhead high and be proud.' So that's what I did. Brian as a help too, hegave my hand a squeeze as we entered the main hall and walked towardsthe principal's office. There were only a few others milling about as itwas still quite early. I had at least another 45 minutes till the firstbell rang.I gave Brian a hug as I went into the office and checked in with.