That word. And Mark doesn’t use it, either.’ ‘Oh, come on Jennifer, he’s a guy, he’d absolutely love that. And you’d get hammered the way ...e did you that time you told me about, and wouldn’t that be fun. I wish that I had a guy like Mark to do that to me.’ ‘Monica, I . . . Mark’s waiting for me downstairs, I’ve got to go.’ Mark’s story Jennifer sure is taking a long time upstairs, just to change her jeans and shoes. It’s not hard to guess: she’s gabbing with Monica or Rachel or one of her other. ‘Wow!’ all the girls said, ‘Look at the size of that! Can we touch it, please?’ I didn't know where to put myself. I couldn’t exactly run away with such a rampant appendage, I tried to cover it up but that wasn’t much good either and, anyway, they just prised my hands away and got themselves very, very close to the rampant thing then reached out to touch it. Three pairs of lovely, soft, teenage girl’s hands on my cock all gathered round me in their gorgeous navy knickers was just too much for. It looked like a bite mark. ‘Hmmm, nope, didn’t know that.’ He touched his lip with one finger, pulled it back to look at the small smear of blood. ‘I think I bit my lip when I started my car and the music came on.’ He’d been listening to a country music radio station last night when he pulled into his driveway. The news had come on and he had punished himself by listening to the commentator desecrate everyone connected to his case from the Mayor down. His name had been mentioned, along with. It was over ten minutes later before Muriel emerged and came down the walk to where Harris, Bobby, and Collette were standing uncertainly."Is, uh, is Julie all right?" asked Collette."She will be," said Muriel with a sad smile. "It's hard for her to see the good in what's happened right now. But in time she will, and she'll be stronger for it." What's happened?" asked Harris."Her mother came home yesterday," she said, with her mouth twisting as if she had just sucked on a lemon. "She showed up.