Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp,And Tarzan was a loner whose co-star was a chimp.We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T,And Oprah...couldn’t talk yet, in the Land That Made Me, Me.We had our share of heroes, we never thought they’d go,At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe.For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be,And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me, Me.We’d never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead,And Aeroplanes weren’t named Jefferson,. “No wimping out,” said Sue, “Pete and I will never be able to afford a holiday like this again. We need to go for it.” Sue looked at me, “Once in a lifetime,” she added. I was beginning to understand. “And we know what you are worried about,” smirked Sue, “So we will help minimise your potential embarrassment. If we go early we will probably have the beach to ourselves.” “Trust us it will be worth it,” Pat added conspiratorially. Pete and I looked at each other uncomfortably but reluctantly. (I had been practicing withthe dildo so I wouldn’t choke when it happened.) He didnothing! He seemed like he was in a trance. Indesperation I fell to my knees, unbuckled his pants andpulled down his shorts. There must have been somemistake! Even fully erect his cock was no more than 4or 5 inches. My white HUSBAND had a bigger cock! Evenbefore I got the chance to see if the volume of hisspunk in my mouth might somehow compensate for hisridiculous size, he pulled up his trousers and fled.. . Oh no,’ I used some of the erotic phrasing I had tried in my last published story. What would the teacher think. I spent the weekend on tender-hooks half expecting my teacher to make contact but she didn’t. Monday I had English last period and, even though we weren’t expecting the papers to be marked until Friday, I was still expecting the axe to fall. My worst fears were realised when she looked up at the bell and said ‘Josh, would you please stay behind’. Even though I was half expecting.