.Now I realized she couldn't help but notice the huge bulge in my pants and panic took hold of me. I groaned and hunched over...trying to cover myself...Are you OK? Miss Jackson asked. You didn't hurt yourself did you as she took me by the shoulders and straightened me up. The her eyes looked down at my jeans as she said. My you are a big young man aren't you, I thought I noticed a bulge like that this morning as you left class. But it seems much bigger now....Would you let me see it please? she. Sally agreed that was a worthwhile reason. Sally slept through most of it.Is the cure sometimes worse than the disease? I’m not wishing I had gone fishing instead, if that’s your real question. Except for missing Sally, life is pretty good.There is much to relate.First, before you ask, Sally still exists, just simpler, not in her original form. Feeling relieved? Before I explain what has happened to Sally, I want to explain what has happened to me. Unconscious Sally won’t mind my usurping. "I hope you're not planning to make a grab for that," he said. "I'm not Butch, honey." No, sir. I won't try anything like that." She bit her lip again, and her hands worked at her sides nervously. She seemed to be trying to work up her nerve to ask him something, but she didn't quite make it."Get in the rack," Max said. "I'll be right with you."She climbed onto the bed, and the way she did it reminded Max of a person diving into an ice cold pool of water. She almost jumped onto the bed, getting. Justin kissed me back and once again I felt his hand go up my thigh. I broke our kissing and he started on my neck and ears again, causing me to moan and whimper in pleasure. His hand was soon on my crotch and he was rubbing my panties over my hard cock. The sensation of the silky-like material on my penis felt so good.“Justin, please, not here. We…we can go back to my house later. I will wait for you,” I begged as my breathing increased from arousal. “I…ohhh, that feels so good…I will.