I finished him off with my hand, and rubbed the semen into my face and chest.My stiff cock led the way to English class, where Jeff volunteered to giv... me relief. We got each other off again in the showers after swim practice. We were doing a little post-coital making out when I suddenly remembered that Mom had wanted me to go to a meeting of some sort."I've gotta go," I told Jeff, and ran to the central office, not even bothering to dry off.The secretary showed me to the meeting room, and I. “Pay attention, they’re about to drop the puck!”She turned and skated a bit and a second later the puck was dropped. Kenny won the face off and we moved down the ice, but once again we didn’t score. It had been back and forth the whole game, with both defenses and both goalies blocking and stopping every shot. We’d only play a short overtime period if we ended regulation in a tie, and if nobody scored, we’d each get one point in the standings. That would put us two points behind the team in. She continued to stare at me for a moment, her face taking on the expression of one that doesn't believe she's heard correctly. "The book?" she asked.I nodded. "You said you read a book you were dying to discuss. What was the book?"Her face warmed almost imperceptively and I knew I'd said exactly the right thing."It was called The Cider House Rules," she said."By John Irving," I said, thanking whatever gods there may be that it was a book I was familiar with. This was not entirely a. The problem was that the rest of the technical staff knew little about the tasks we normally handled. Just to add to the expected shortage of manpower, three people had been fired in the technical support department. "Rationalisation", they called it. By merging the two groups we could achieve "synergy" and work more "dynamically". We wouldn't have to sit around and "wait for work" in our separate groups. I guess the theory was fine, but sitting around waiting for something to do was an.