When he came out I kept looking at him and I know he didn't know why. For weeks I worked and every time I worked I would tease the hell out of him.I ...ould go on and on about what I did to tease him but what happened is more interesting.I caught him jerking off and this time I walked in the office.By the time he realized I was there I had closed the door and said"why don't you let me take care of that."He got all manly on me and said" come you sweet whore and suck me" in his Italian accent.He. In the log these friends of his were trying to sooth my father. When I finished the log and the letter attached to it I was crying. Like most men I don't cry, but what was said in those words made me feel for my father. I understood his hurt. I copied both the log and letter.Later that day I got off my duff and actually landed a job at Burger King. Dad later said it was honorable work. I also made an application to that community college. I was accepted for the next fall. My grades became those. After about the 15th glass from the second round; Arnie got up."Dude, I have got to take a piss or I'm going to burst!" he yelled.Michael handed him an empty gallon milk jug. "Go in here," he told him."You're not serious," he asked.He shoved the jug at him. "Relieve yourself in there."Arnie knew he didn't have much choice and went into the bathroom, with the jug in hand. Several minutes later, an audible sigh was heard. He opened the door and handed Michael a half-filled jug of light yellow. Sue awkwardly tried to cover her naked breasts with her hands, but still needed one hand to keep from falling forward. She could only support herself upright for a few moments without bracing her arm on the neck. It was simply too difficult for her sedentary muscles. She palmed her left breast with her right hand and tried to use her forearm to cover her right one. Martin barely paused as he came closer. The door closer pulled the heavy metal door shut with another clunk and then a click. Sue.