”She wrote the address down. “Bye Mum.” Then she attached the letters and sent the email.She turned round to see Nicky and me in the doorway.“...ou heard?”We nodded.“You listened?”We nodded again. She sighed and I could see she was toying with the idea of castigating us for eavesdropping, but on consideration she let it drop. Then she announced she was going to do some revision and disappeared to her room.“Well,” said Nicky, “Sally now knows the whole story.”“I wish I did,” I replied, and we went. She was drenched in her juices as she said, "Give it to him Vic. Squeeze the fuck out of him. Tighter, tighter, turn him purple. You know how much he likes it. Look at his pencil."It was true. I was stroking myself as he squeezed the life out of me.She said, "Oh my God Vic. You worked out today, I can tell. Your arms are beautiful."I knew this to be true because his arms were always beautiful enough to make the pencil pop. Now, as I stroked myself with my right hand, the fingers of my. I wasn't going to disagree, and acted accordingly. Inaddition, I spread my legs open wide, knowing that if that wasn't acommand, it would soon be! Immediately, he jumped on my behind, hishands spreading my panties until they seemed stretched beyond theirlimit, and then... He had ripped them off! I glared at my panties,split in half on the side of the bed, as I felt a sudden member pressagainst my rosebud. I had lubricated it in the bathtub, but I had hopedhe had planned on using a little more,. "He left and Nick went back to his files. He moved on to the next two years. With few exceptions it was more of the same. On their own, the young men did well with the exception of Harry who was not good at planning for the unexpected or reacting quickly and positively when things went wrong. George Roberts was a deadbeat. He was still not sure about Arthur. Neither Megan nor more importantly Norman had contradicted his first impression. Much would be revealed when he had his face to face.