......................The trouble with all this is that there was no one else I could reallyconfide in only Clare knew about me so it was hard to bear...the burden andfunction in a normal way. I was quieter than normal as school and a fewpeople aske if I was ok, in fact I think a few just put it down to youknow that time of the month, if only they knew.Time passed until we reached the week of the tournament, we were beingpicked up in a coach from the school on Sunday afternoon to travel to. You have do get my past that fear. Do you understand?" There was a strange expression on her face, tears flowing freshly down her face. I attempted to kiss but she twisted her head away until I held it firmly in my hands and kissed. Her lips were tight and impenetrable. I pushed back down onto the bed and ripped open her nightgown; the thin fabric was no great obstacle and her mom's white fleshy tits leapt free. She continued struggling and thrashing about on the bed while I removed the. . No, no, nonononono!"I headed back towards the waiting cab, but he grasped my hand and wouldn't let go."You can't just show up on my doorstep, drop this on me and then leave!" I couldn't tell if he was angry or desperate. Probably both."Kev, I—"Without another word, he took my hand and went out to the cab. He paid the driver and unloaded my things."I've got to—" I tried to protest, but he wouldn't hear it.He led me into his house, then threw his arms around me. Our bodies pressed together. My. His lungs were on fire. It was true.It was time for him to die and his body knew it. Peter felt a tremendousbuild-up of pressure in his bladder and at first he tried to let only a littleleak out. Even now, he was still trying to hold on to some last vestige of dignity.But the next thing he knew the piss was scalding his thighs. He heard itpattering the carpet. Jenny had been talking about getting a new one. The terriblesadness of his imminent death struck Peter like a hammer-blow. All at once.