"Good timing," he said to himself, realizing that it never worked out that way when he was changing channels on his car stereo. In the background, ho...ever, there seemed to be a strange sort of whispering. He locked the bathroom door, admired the large space and decor, and then pulled down his panties, sitting on the seat to pee. The lights were flickering up and down too, he noticed. First the television in the lobby, and then the air conditioner, though the temperature seemed fine over on. I even shot a 279 in my adult years. Man I remember my legs were shaking when I was up in the 10th frame. And here I go again jumping in time. Sorry, I'll try to do this less. Bad mind, Bad Bad mind. Stop doing this to me!I broke my first lunch box at St. B's.It was a GI Joe lunch box. The glass lining in the thermos shattered when some bully knocked it out of my hand standing in the school yard.I knew not to try drinking from it as I could hear the glass rolling around inside. Luckily I had a. She moaned against his mouth as she found it and, curling her slender fingers round the hot stiff meat, pulled it out trembling with lust. He gasped as she stripped back his foreskin and began to masturbate him feverishly, rubbing the underside of his swollen glans.against the smooth material of her skirt. Uhhh… big stiff dick! she moaned deliriously. Give it to me… squirt your come on me…! Four or five boys were clustered round her now, their eager hands fondling and groping over her body. "Do you think I'm going to rape you?" Of course not," she said instantly. I was glad about that."Then come closer," I said.She did. I noticed the other two had more or less followed her. They were now only a yard away from me. I think they were just trying to make sure they didn't miss anything."Stand up," I said.Understanding dawned in her eyes."You want to see my... ?" I want to see your breasts," I said, fending off another possible juvenile word, like boobs or titties.She only hesitated a.