The kids know I always know the answer, but I’m not emotionally needy enough to wave my arm in the air at every question.At lunch though, I’m surp...ised at the girls who sit down with me at the “social outcasts” table. I know who some of them are, and I’m shocked that the captain of the cheer squad is sitting to my right. She has a serious, “I really want to know” look on her face. I tell myself to be nice and remind myself not to make fun of anyone for being naïve or immature.“Hey Carla, it. And it was clear, especially from the shared impressions my mind had gleaned from him, that our talk had taken a lot out of him.For my part I had a lot to think about. Part of me was already questioning the wisdom of what I'd suggested to him, and was clamoring for me to break my just-given vow and turn him in. But I shoved that part quickly under the rug, and mentally stomped on it a couple of times for good measure. In the first place I'd given him my word; in the second I kind of shared his. It started off with the college student chanting her daughter's name while lightly brushing his cock with his fingertips. Debbie decided that part had to go. She could however keep the part where he sat down in a chair with his fist clenched so he couldn't grab hold of his cock with it. She could also keep the part where she moved in for the close up of Peter's cock.Debbie nearly jumped when Peter grabbed his rod and pumped it a few times before telling himself no. "I have got to keep that part. Maria brought the coffee over and made me move around the table next to Ted, I let my hand wonder to his thigh, testing the water... And his slipped beneath the table too coming to rest on mine I felt for his cock I could feel it growing in his pants he was free balling by the way it started to grow down his leg I caressed it and thought to myself this was how a teenager would act, copping a sly feel. As i caressed him, his finger found my twat lips and was moving up and down the slit pushing.