" Smart coach. So are you?" Am I what?" Going out trick or treating, or out to some party?"Krissy laughed.It was a musical sounding laugh that made me...smile."No," she said. "I did that last weekend. I'm going to do school work until about six pm, then I'll sit at the door handing out treats to the little kids in costumes." They are going out tonight? Isn't it Monday?" Yep. But the people running the town are traditionalists. Halloween is tonight, so tonight the kids will go trick or treating.. The angrier I got, the more people tried to help me, the more my anger grew. The more that I could see people’s sympathy, the more I became incensed. The less that I could do for myself, the more depressed I became. The more my depression grew the more intensity my anger had. At the second round of surgery, the spiral was tight, hard, and fast. Depression followed by anger, sympathy/anger, dependence/anger. Flowers were out the door, followed by running visitors and then by nurses, broken. She also made some strange sounds. hmmm…… haaaaann… mmmm…… for me it almost cum. I was wondering what my sex queen was doing. but suddenly a spark came in my mind. I clearly understood that she was in want of a man. I was sure that it would be more than a year for her not having sex since her hubby went one year to Saudi. I found a golden chance waiting for me. From the next day onwards I started to approach her slowly.I used to expose a part of my dick to her while I wrap myself with towel. It seems that our schoolwork was falling behind and so we had to do some extra swatting to bring it back up to standard.I enjoyed your story about Colette, your secretary. It seems that she and Angela are going to have an interesting working relationship in the future. Colette sounds a right horny slut - I hope I grow up to be just like her If I do, will you give me a job, daddy? I'm sure I could give satisfaction... Actually, a thought did occur to me - I know that the Sisters frown on us even.