Thurlow. He put the call through to my unit too so I could be in on the conversation. After the usual introductions, Daddy explained how I’d cheated...throughout my previous year at the school and then asked about the mentor system. ??I’d only planned on putting one girl from that year into the mentor programme, but after what you’ve told me Mr. Pettigrew, I will discuss Sally’s performance with Mrs. Freeman, the previous headmistress and Miss Kentwell, the deputy head. They will know her whereas. When thedancers started going for my belt, I started to panicbecause I don’t wear underwear and besides I keep mycock shaved and not all guys would understand why Iwould want to do that. Still, I didn’t want to looklike too up-tight so I gave up the fight and let thegirls take my pants off. So there I was, sitting naked on stage in frontof my friends surrounded by naked and nearly nakeddancers on my 40th birthday, not a bad way to celebrate! “Now gentlemen, time for the. Later, I would know Jake had taken it easy on me, but at the time, I felt he’d punished my ass out of meanness. Not that I minded. At least, I hadn’t then, though now that the fun part was over, the pain seemed excessive.The Stones were now playing on the stereo. I had that album at home. Home—at least 30 miles and long hitch away. Unless Jake came through and gave me that ride he promised me before, well, before he brought me back to the cabin and rode me.I wondered how old they were. 20s, no. “Fuck my cunt, Brandon! Fuck your Mother, you little shit!” I was so astounded at what I was hearing that I simply hung up. It was also at this time that I became painfully aware of the tightness in the crotch of my pants where my erection was trying with all its might to rip its way out of my jeans to freedom and pleasure.I lay there staring at the ceiling for a few minutes trying to figure out what I had just heard. “Does my mother want me to fuck her?” I thought. “How could that be?” I raked.