Boring."But it was Friday....just one more day and he could have all weekend todress up in his pretty girly frocks.And Friday meant 20th Century Ameri...an History.....and that meant sittingnext to Jonas in class. Travis was getting excited now. Not long andhe'd be next to Jonas, listening to him talk, drinking in hisintoxicating sweaty dirty boy stink. Stealing a glance of his arms, hischest, the cute little hairs on the back of his neck. It was a wonderTravis was able to pay attention enough. “How long can you last for Kim,” I ask, intent on providing maximum sexual pleasure.“Trish has watched me last for more than thirty minutes.”“You are a special challenge, I think I can get you off in ten-minutes or less.“I am looking forward to watching you fuck Trish while Trish licks me. Will you be able to get it up again for us?”Without waiting for an answer I take just the tip of his erection between my lips and tease the full length of it with just a fingertip.“You are very good Sarah,. " John?" I asked. I couldn't keep the trembling and yearning from myvoice. "Really?" I stared off into space for a moment, and rememberedall the times he and I had been together, and especially that firsttime: he was the first real man I'd ever been with and, despite myhesitations about being with men again, I thought maybe he should be myfirst man again, in a weird way. The thought sent tingles through mytummy."Oh yeah, sweetie, Big John," Rosalyn said with a laugh. She couldread me so. He’ll probably be waiting in ambush with his hired gunslingers. Jeff didn’t hear my silent warning. He followed my Father into the valley of the shadow of death. Mom wanted to talk with me in her sewing room. There were a great many things my Mother did not do in her sewing room, chief among them was sew. She was docile. I had never seen her that way. Well, yes, I had. She was usually that way with Dad. They wanted to go back to the way it would have been had I been marrying their hand-picked.