"Audrey didn't say anything, but as we walked together to the school, she was squeezing me close to her, and I had little doubt that she was ready for...just about anything I might want to put her through.I saw Carla between third and fourth periods. She asked me if I was still going over to my girlfriend's house after school let out. I smiled and told her about the blow job in the parking lot and how Audrey had gotten so excited after I had told her that we'd have an audience."You just wanted to. He scurried out after I had drained him completely dry. Less than five minutes later, an old black man wearing a brown fedora came in and stood at the urinal. I had a full side-on view of him as he unzipped his baggy brown pants and flopped out an eight-inch wonder. Perfectly smooth, jet black and uncut. His head was not visible. I intended to see it in great detail. For an old man with grey hair he delivered a powerful stream of piss into the urinal. For the first time he looked directly at. I had to move and did not know anybody, feeling alone. The only company I had was my computer and the internet, if you know, what I mean. This was not helping me break the monotony but at least I was busy and making some money too on my teaching job.This particular day, I was assigned the senior class. I was supposed to show them a video on the social issues, they were supposed to take notes, with a paragraph or so for their understanding of the issues, in their own words, being discussed.. You know, like normal people. Ridiculously rich normal people.We didn’t think it would be that much of a problem. The kids liked it at Hougomont, but the girls were too young to care, and Charlie was now at the point where he was getting busy. If we didn’t go away, that meant he could ride his motocross bike in another race, and he was turning out to be a very tough competitor. I’m not sure I was ever going to understand the scoring system, but he had it down pat, and he was routinely placing.