"Yes Miss." "It takes a lot of erm... balls," Denise looks down at my shriveled maleness, "to bargain when you've just drunk your first load of piss a...d your puny penis is on full display." Do you still want to have the orgasm you have waited hours for?" she continues."Yes please!" I beg lying covered in her urine, naked."Have a quick rinse, leave the face and join me back in the bedroom in no less than one minute." Denise commands"Yes Miss."Denise turns to leave giving me an eye full of her. Not even tender kissing or fondling before the act.They lay side by side for some time, the boy thoughtlessly toying with her tits and Irene recovering from her orgasm.They didn’t talk much. The boy didn’t want to and Irene did not have the right ideas, what to talk about. After all she knew him only as a boy from the neighborhood and of course as the second boy, she had sex with. What could she talk about to him?The boy recovered in no time and started to caress Irene’s lower belly and to. "Now I'm going to be worried about her. Is there anything we can do for her?" She'd probably run off if we tried to talk to her."I thought for a minute then asked, "If I was gone, do you think she'd talk to you?" She might. What did you have in mind?" I thought I might walk back over to the restaurant and get a nice takeout meal. Any suggestions?" Steak, baked potato, and a huge salad." Okay, I'll be back shortly." I got up, gave Sam a soft kiss, and walked off toward the restaurant.When I got. I wondered what was in it that was so controversial that it was taken out.We spent the time left in class discussing the types and different structure of poems. This class had a lot more discussion and student participation than I was used to at Henry County high school.That was one of the good things about Catholic schools, smaller classes and more individual instruction. I ended up having the same conversation with Sister Coulomb about being a public-school student.Stopping at Barnes & Noble.