Thanks. It was just an idea. The guy is making some of the teachers nervous. He doesn’t seem to know much about doing his job, an all he is, is a ja...itor.”“Who hired him?” asked Trudy. She wasn’t actually interested, but talking to this guy was better than talking to a complainer.“He came from an employment agency in New York City. How they knew we needed a janitor and why they thought some guy who only speaks Russian would make a good one is beyond me.”The word “Russian” zapped into Trudy’s. .. these are mostly feral animals, but used to people.I petted the kitten ... he attacked my hand, I thumped his nose ... we got along. Just about the time the kitten stopped purring, the summer person fell out of his chair, sound asleep. Ah ... meant for me.You should know I'm stubborn ... I sat for 3 days, in my shit and piss, growling at my mothers oatmeal. "You are going to sit there until you eat that," she said. I didn't. I don't eat oatmeal, malt-o-meal, cream-o-wheat or any of that crap. “Looks like someone thinks I’m still beautiful,” Abby said with a chuckle as my cock was poking her under the sheets.“What do you mean by ‘still?’” I said.Abby had her head nestled into me, but she looked up and kissed my lips. “You are only the second guy I’ve been with and actually. This is only the fourth time I’ve had sex.”She explained that the ‘man’ who took her virginity was rough when she was bent over his bed the first time and the second time they were together, bent over the bed was. Itwas as though we were two entirely separate people. Ilooked down at my tennis shoes, I could still feel thestrange way that the man's sandals fit between my toes andwhere the strap wrapped around my back ankle and buckled.Very strange indeed.The siren of a speeding police car brought me out of mythoughts, I slowly stood and began to walk on down the sidewalk with my hands shoved deeply into my pockets. Atthe corner I watched the 'walk, don't walk' sign andcrossed when it flashed that it was.