I just had to sign a paper he brought home from school, and pay for the camp. He had a great time.”Me: “So, what were the meetings about then?”M...s Johnson: Tilting her head, thinking. “I honestly don’t remember, but it had something to do with soccer camp. I just can’t remember what we talked about. Details about camp I’m sure”Me: Puzzled “Oh well, I have those days too.”At 4 O’clock I left the office. On my way home I called my wife, who says dinner will be ready about 5, and I let her know. I looked over at the door to the bedroom. It didn't lock. Another thing I needed to fix. Could I barricade myself in here? I looked at the dresser, no way I could move that thing, even if the drawers were empty. Fuck! I picked the phone up off the floor. I had to call Brad. I keyed his number in and waited. Nothing, just silence. I hung up the phone and turned it on again. No dial tone. SHIT! Did it break from falling off the bed earlier or had John disconnected it in the kitchen? Now. They were perfect for an 18 year old boy looking to shoot his load. She took the baby oil and began to massage the oil into her breasts. "Get going," she said, "we don't have that much time."My cock had been stiff just from being outside in the cool air and anticipating what was to come. Now, it was rock hard and had begun to twitch with anticipation of what was about to happen.She continued to hold her t-shirt up, so I could see those sexy oiled, shimmering breasts as I stroked. I stared at. Would these dreams every stop I asked myself feeling like I didn’t think it would ever happen. Finally morning came and it was Friday which meant a varsity football game. I felt like I had a little more energy that morning until mom told me that the doctor had called and that I had an appointment for going to see him Tuesday. Somehow after that the rest of the morning just disappeared and I worried about why the doctor needed to see me for more tests. There was nothing I could do about it.