Sitting on one of the benches was a lad from the local fifth form collage, smoking a cigarette. Hearing my footsteps, he looked up briefly then return...d his gaze to the floor... before suddenly looking back up again in an almost exaggerated double-take! Clearly, he wanted to check that he'd really seen what he thought he'd seen... and liked! i didn't want to disappoint the lad, so i deviated from your instructions a little and, selecting a bench just a little way round the pond on the opposite. Phyllis could never have his cock. She would never have Cy's hands touching her secret places again, either. She understood that. But Pandora's box had been opened, and Phyllis Hayes was a sexual woman who needed the attentions of a man. Could she turn Norman into the man she needed?Why had she paid so little attention to his penis before. It really was quite fascinating. She could only guess what Cy's would look like fully aroused, but Norman's must be at least as large. When he had entered. “It should happen any second now...”The patient clutched his chest, his eyes rolling back in his head as he collapsed on his pillow.“Damn!” Xi rushed to his aid. “We need a crash cart in here!” she shouted into the hall.When no one responded, Al left her performing chest compressions and entered the hallway. There were several nurses at their station, but none were responding.“Hey, we’ve got someone having a heart attack here!”“They’ll be fine,” a nurse yelled back. “The monitors will alert us. I ordered a coffee and told her I would bring her home.Once in the car she asked about where I lived and what my situation was. Once she knew I lived alone she asked why didn’t we stop at my place for a drink.“Are you picking me up?” I joked.“No, my roommate works until 9 and I hate being alone in that apartment, too many creeps around there.” She explained and told me about the seedy neighborhood she lived in, off campus.I took her home with me, had a drink, the joints came out, we began to.