.. bugger! I can see that in your face; he lied, didn't he?" Sure did Debbie, I gave Sheila Peters a lift to college and back every week because she l...ved in the next street to me. You knew that at the time." Yeah, but you went around her house some evenings." Every Monday evening until her father died. Shelia's dad and my father were in the forces together. John Peters lost his sight in the same mine explosion that crippled my father. Every Monday since I was old enough, I pushed my old man's. We can still get you a second..."Elliott ignored him. "What about children?" I'm fine with that," June replied, artificially calm.Elliott looked around; they were the center of attention. An acid test suggested itself... "I'm told that I need to be in charge," he told June. "Show me your breasts."June threw the shift over her head without hesitation. "I'm sorry they're not prettier, Elliott, but you used to like them before I had all this competition." Yes..." Elliott eyed them. They weren't. The thought of that physical closeness brought a flush and a feeling of excitement to my body. I would no longer need to restrain my passions. I would be able to join in the relationship that I was designed and formed to do.I gave myself a mental slapping. "Keep your eyes on the road," I muttered. The night before, I had listened to a piece on the nightly news about distracted driving. Here I was driving along a busy road without using my full concentration. What would happen if a deer should. At boarding school he'd learned about giving and taking orders.Now as a senior Julian enjoyed keeping his fag on his toes.Julian was well built and rightly proud of his penis; masturbating at least twice daily too keep its performance up to scratch.But with school hols, he missed having his fag on hand for sex sessions.Last night in bed with brother Dick, it had seemed natural to use him for a quick fuck. It had been a bonus with Dick being a virgin and his prick so small he had felt like a.