Surely there is some type of extreme time dilation that occurs when Mr.Andrews starts talking.Snatching up my backpack, I hurried out the door, eager ...o meet up withTracy.In the hallway, I passed by Candice, who held up her hand to get me tostop."Pee-Jay..." she started.I shook my head and kept going. "I have to go do something. See you atlunch."Benson High's library was in a wing off the main building. It was twostories tall and have plenty of places for students to sit and work orsocialize,. After a few seconds, he stopped and opened his eyes again. Then he whispered something that made her squeal in mock indignation and push him away. He laughed and grabbed his swim trunks while she put her top back on. I wasn't sure what was more surprising: watching my wife jerk off another guy right in front of me, or the fact that no one else really noticed. Looking around, I saw a lot of horse-playing, and I guess the two of them were quiet enough that no one noticed. I sure noticed, though.. Eventually, the constant friction and the stretching convinced her it was more pleasure than sin and she verbally asked for “More, please” before Tarzan Jr. could summon his energy to flood her interior with his creamy substance like soothing pudding pie locked inside her tight sphincter’s gate.Whitey was walking a bit funny now and the others teased her about her recent shouts that sounded so piggy that they repeated, “Oink, Oink!” more than once bringing tears of remorse to her soft blue eyes. Faggot. He liked to call me faggot. The rest of the guys pretty much ignored Oscar, and despite my raving, passionate, and very, very secret girlhood, I passed comfortably as a boy, and none of them gave me the least trouble. They were really pretty good guys, the rest of my class, and, hey, some of them were real friends.So there's Oscar standing in front of me (naked, but I would have passed up the honor in a second, believe me), and he says, "Hey faggot, when you goin' to cut your hair, huh,.