“Why thanks Sara that is awfully flattering,” he whispered back. “Ummm, why don’t you sit down? Or maybe lie back on the couch?” “Whatev...r you would like Sara.” She guided him to the couch and had him lie at the far end, with one leg on the floor. She rolled on to her knees and slid between his legs and lifted his cock and looked at him. “Well I wasn’t sure how this was going to work…” her voice tailed off as she leaned forward and took his swollen cock deep into her mouth in one movement.. So if that's all you wanted to ask," I said."The dogs are not why I came. I want to know where you were at ten last night?" he asked."I was here at ten. Where were you Martin?' I asked."I was here as well. The other two were here I know." Martin said."Well Chief, it looks like we were all here," I said."So you don't know anything about a fire at the Atwood farm?" He asked. Before I could answer he added. "Can you shut those dogs up?" The dogs were making a hell of a racket but they were keeping. ..too bad I was a college dropout. I leaptand...well, I managed to only land on one memory tile, but it was a doozy.Senior year, a week before graduation. Myself and the other openly gayseniors were in the principal's office."What we'd like to do is give you guys something special. You've had itrough here, you especially Ms. Graham. What we're going to do is let youall have your own graduation ceremony. Away from all the discriminatingstudents." The balding, overweight, cigar-scented. "Hello sir," I said, "Mr. Jim isn't...."He put his hand up to my mouth to stop me talking. He pushed my shoulderto turn me around and then pushed on my back. He walked me into theliving room while still talking on his phone. He went and sat on thecouch and motioned for me to come over to him. When I was standing infront of him he reached up and pushed down on the top of my head. Istarted to bend down, he looked at me, shook his head, took a foot andpull my knee toward him. I figured he wanted.