And,I guess Bob went back to his. Because around seven I heard his cellphone ring, and I listened. It was Mary, and after the usual greeting,I heard h...m tell her about the dance, and aftermath. One statement thatI heard >from him, which surprised me was when he told Mary, "Youshould have seen Gary. After all the mess of being called up on stage,he relaxed. Everyone was nice to him, even the faculty. And, I think heactually had fun after that, until we got back to Kate's."I listened as they. The warm mouth on his dick was the final straw that caused his hips to lurch up and shoot. He was shooting right into the boys mouth with the lady holding the guys dick and forcing the kids head down on the shaft. I heard the boy start to gag and saw some cum leak out of his mouth. If the guy on the table was cumming like I had a little while ago there was no way that boy was going to be able to swallow or hold all of it. The lady must have known that too, because she pulled the boy’s. Carla went next with a tale of a bride who finds out that her husband is really a ghost. We all thought she did a wonderful job and gave her a round of vigorous applause. Beth followed telling us the story of a haunted pond where the ghosts of several murdered women would rise up late at night to find the one who killed them. We all praised her storytelling and asked for another one, but she refused saying that she had her turn and Fred should go next."Okay," Fred laughed pulling his chair. There was an abandoned garage where the papers were delivered. There were about six newspaper men who came there to pick them up in their cars. It wasn't too far from the house so I could here them coming by the sound of the cars. I always spread a lot of papers inside the house, just behind the front door. I would leave the front door slightly ajar. Naked, I would pump in the papers and fantasize about being caught by the newspaper man who would then hump me. That never happened, but one time.