Mike returned and joined me on the settee.“OK mate?” He asked, bubbling with enthusiasm. “Have we got drinks yet?”He went to the kitchen and r...turned with a bottle of wine and glasses. He poured the wine for us and we sipped at ours. “I hope she will come down,” he said, not sure what to say.“So do I Mike,” I said, and in my mind I thought “She'd fuckin' better come down!” In my pants, my half hard cock urged her to join us.Talking was hard as we both felt on edge; we knew what we intended, but. I didn't seethe point. Even if I passed the state test after summerschool, I still would only be in ninth grade. At best Iwould complete tenth grade two years from now.But in two years I would be 18 years old. And I knew Iwasn't going to keep going to school after I was 18. Sothere was no way I would finish high school. But when Itried this argument with my parents; they wouldn't listento me.Instead of arguing with me, my mom asked me to play with mylittle sister Cathy. I normally would have. I saw her parent’s liquor cabinet, and I got the idea. Then I made her take it. I was scared, so I let her take my punishment. That was very wrong, and I feel horrible.” “I can’t believe you did that to a friend. Did you see how upset she was?” “Yes, she’s very shy, and it must have been very difficult for her. I feel terrible.” I was going to enjoy this. Megan was the most beautiful young thing I believe I had ever seen, and she was basically begging me to whip her fine, naughty little ass. I. When we walked out, we sawhis parents waiting. If they had heard my cries or realised what we haddone, they didn't let on. Being british, that was the done thing Iguess.Christmas day went perfectly, it was the best Christmas I had had in awhile. Masons parents sprung for lunch at one of the best restaurantsin New York and we took our time eating it. We walked through CentralPark showing it off to his parents.I was almost sad to see them go, but they promised to return foreaster. He drove me to.