If you remember, she didn’t leave school, she simply dropped her classes.”“You know darn well it isn’t that simple! I read your journals and I...know how you feel about her.”“And yet, all I did was hold her hand.”“All you did? Seriously? You wrote in your journal that her taking your hand in that sauna was the emotional equivalent of her asking you to take her to bed! She just didn’t voice it until some time later, and you loved her too much to even think about making an advance.”“And we’re back. That's fine! But, until then, and I hope that's some time yet, I'd love to keep sucking down all the cum they can produce! Their good looking guys. Eventually, some young woman will snare them. There's no doubt of that.Conner and Tyler are the more vocal of the three. Conner get's quite excited and worked up as I work his cock over! He get's very 'religious' as he approaches his orgasm; by which I mean, he says "Oh my GOD!" a lot. I love the feel of his cum as it bursts out the end of his cock. I thought about opening it and faking having taken thegarlic, or opening it, looking inside, and closing it again before she camehome, pretending like I never did open it. I thought about taking just one,and flushing the other down the toilet - she'd never know. But in the end,I took them both. I silenced myself, probably for the rest of the evening.I comforted myself in the fact that, other than being silenced, I was stillfree to decide what to do from then on. She wasn't going to force me. What was wrong with my opening? I began to have concerns, what was Peter fantasising about?There was a problem with my bedroom door the hinges needed to be oiled because it was squeaking rather a lot. The oil can, along with several other things, was in the garage. The single light bulb in the ceiling had clearly blown but I knew where the oil can was. As I reached up to the top shelf I noticed something for the very first time, there were tiny shafts of bright sunshine coming through holes in.