I hope he does better tomorrow with the rest of you. I don’t care much if he gets laid, but I don’t want the rest of you to hate him. He may be a ...ork, but he’s still my brother.”“We don’t hate him, sweetie,” Faith told her. “He’ll have to put in some serious work if he expects to get more than a grope and tug job by Sunday night, but we don’t hate him. Ari slapped him down pretty hard, but I don’t think she hates him either.”“No, it was just the assumption that Master bought me kind of pissed. Slowly, he made his way to the cubicle and closed the door behind him.As he was again unbuttoning his shirt and pushing his shorts under his dick, a semi flaccid knob and a pair of balls appeared through the glory hole. The dick was long and thin with a very ample foreskin, and Lourens imagined that it would be a comfortable cock to suck. As he began toying with the old guys nuts Lourens was stunned by their size. Each ball was as large as a fair-sized chicken egg. Closing in on the crotch the. Another kind of game, less deadly and more fun, but a game nevertheless. “Maybe. First things first. How’s our boy?”Octavia reclined back in her seat and let out a huge sigh.“Honestly? I’m not sure. He seemed alright when he first got up here but...” Her voice trailed off as she looked out the viewport. She paused, taking her time. She wasn’t really certain how to explain things. She wasn’t really sure she could explain things.“He’s having some issues adjusting,” she finished lamely.“Like. ‘Gotta love no child left behind.’ Violet said. Trin snorted, and had often compared both Bush presidencies to the reign of Adolf Hitler. ‘So is he gonna get a job or something this summer?’ Trin asked. ‘He’s fifteen,’ Violet said. ‘Nobody will hire him. He’s got to have a work permit.’ Trin nodded, ‘I did a lot of baby sitting and stuff. Can’t he mow lawns or something?’ Violet conceded he probably could, and they plotted about things he might be able to do. Trin pointed out James inherent.