His mind was becoming confused with several conflicting thoughts. If he were still single, he would probably have made a pass at Tina. The more he tho...ght about what had happened, the more he was convinced that he had done just that. He had made a pass at her, though it had been a very mild and clumsy pass. And he hadn't wanted to do that anyway."Jesus," he said out loud as it suddenly dawned on him that it was colder than a witch's tit. Skating around the rink had made him work up one hell of. It was one thing for Roy to maybe suspect that I knew about the peepholes, but I was giving him -- what do the politicians call it?... I was giving him deniability. We could keep everything normal between us, on the day-to-day level. And we did!"Since I tried to never let on that I knew anything at all, Roy -- maybe -- wasn't ever certain. Anyway, whether he knew that I knew or not, it didn't stop him from... escalating." How do you mean?" I asked."He started bringing friends over. Other boys.". " All right, I'll do it," Kitty agreed reluctantly."Good girl," Tim reassured her and added "We think every journo is going to want to screw Kitty," he explained, "So we'll charge two thousand a girl and make it as difficult as possible for them to guess which one is Kitty!" You devious little so an so!" Miss Lloyd agreed, "Is this your idea?" I'll leave you to it," Tim suggested and he slipped away. "Do the girls shave," Kitty asked, "Down below." Wax mainly." Miss Lloyd added, "Why don't. Her dry spell had been longer than mine. She keeps leaning in, putting her breast in my face, and I try my best to be respectful, but my cock keeps getting harder. She flashes me a smile as we talk and she keeps putting her breast in my face. She stands on my right spaying my hair down when my hands gets a mind of it's own. My thumb begins to rub against her clit. She steps back and I stammer an apology. She doesn't look upset, she looks a little turned on. The work on my hair continues as does.