That was my final paycheck. I got the boot,” I told everyone as I watched the shock show on each one’s face. “Look. I’m sixteen, my car looks ...ike shit, but I don’t owe a dime on it. My folks talked about letting me emancipate myself, but we decided that it was probably best that I live there at least until I’m eighteen. All of you need this job to pay rent and buy food, but I don’t. I’ve enjoyed working with you. The boss is looking out for the rest of you. Someone had to get the boot, and I. .. I can do that." David, Chief ... let's get these bikes off the truck."Suddenly Grace was a CEO... hoe-lee she-it, a phrase that would see much abuse in the future. We took it as our own.Truck unloaded, Grace and our sheep-cat herded us dumb animals to the living quarters where the Chief and Arnold used the phrase many many times. I predict wide spread use by the military. I wonder if we can get a Tee Shirt? HOE-LEE in an arc across the top ... bicycle in the middle ... SHE-IT in an arc. Once I was set I looked ahead and slightly down and was staring at Jim’s penis, bobbing before me in the night air. I took a gentle hold of it and pointed it towards my mouth. I looked up and Jim was watching me intently.I asked Jim to close his eyes or to look away. I sensed disappointment but he did as I asked. I opened my mouth slightly and blew gently. Steve had told me that that felt very nice and Jim’s moan confirmed that he enjoyed it too. I poked my tongue out of my mouth and edged. Holding his hand and leading to the clearing behind the dumpster enclosure (I had put a picnic table back there years ago for this purpose). We spoke a few moments and I kissed his cheek with my hand on his hard cock over top of his pants as I sat down on the bench. Looking up at him smiling with my ruby red glossed lips I undid his pants pulling out his rock hard cock wrapping my hand around it (my nails matched my outfit lavender color). He was average about 7-8 inches but curved upwards. I.