As the crowd thinned out, John and Rahul casually started walking towards the far side of the field where the park ended and the wooded area started. ...ohn’s mind was wandering on his own while he followed Rahul like a true mindless zombie. It simply could not be a possibility in John’s mind that Rahul was wanting John to repeat the blowjob on him. Cool wind was turning cold as they progressed deeper in the woods area. John was thinking to go back to his nicely warm car parked in the parking. Those look hard to do.”Estelle smiled. “Maybe I can get help. My uncle knows about those things, I think. I’ll ask him how to make a blog for us.”That evening at home, Kevin told Denise that Jeremy had given him his Facepage address.“He’s made it open to everyone, not like a personal page, Denise. Ha, like a music group, I guess. He’s got links to news items on school problems that could be related to the Program here, see? Wow, there isn’t anything like the censorship we had when the Program. " "Nah...You know I'm no gentleman." Suddenly I felt her hand touching my bum. "Yes. I know that, but I'm pretty sure that we could find an arrangement..." I was surprised, but I got a glimpse in which direction her "arrangement" would go. She told me three months ago that I was the type of guy she likes and tried to get some dates with me, but at that moment I thought that she was joking with me and I didn't took her serious.I opened my eyes again and looked into her eyes. "You drill the holes. I imagined myself with wavy hair, like something Hayden Panettiere would have, only with my chosen auburn color. I opened my eyes and I loved what I saw. It looked like I’d spent hours on it... but there’s no way Mark would know. I spritzed some perfume on and paced around for a few minutes until the clock showed 8:02. I made the short walk over to Mark’s place and knocked on the door. He greeted me with a nervous smile and invited me in. “Your hair looks amazing.” That made me smile and blush..