When the deed was done, we both grinned. We knew we had nailed it.I walked to the side of the stage with her. “Thanks,” I said. “You really carr...ed through that shit.”“No, I was nervous until you hit me with that toilet paper of yours. It put me at ease. I’m helen Miren, im going to be the queen.”“my name is retarded, dont bother learning it.”“didnt you just take a shit?” she said with a sly smile.“i have taken many shits on campus? You probably know me from Rick’s Burgers.”“Oh, did you clogg. The towel was not very secure around my waist and Junee's sudden lunge ripped it off and it sailed across the room.There I stood, buck naked, with a throbbing erection pointing straight at Junee, then to make matters even worse for me Charl-e came back to see what all the noise was about. She was also in some skimpy lingerie and had been in the ensuite doing her hair. It was at this moment that my cock started to to point south as I waited for my mini-sex bomb wife to explode!I was struggling. .. um..." You're living up to everything I expected of you," Mr. Pruss said. "You're a complete idiot ... a loser. You will never amount to anything."Charlie's face turned red while his classmates snickered. But all of a sudden the room became as quiet as a convent during silent prayers. That is, except for the gasps. Mr. Pruss was frantically pulling his zipper down, and then his hand disappeared into the opening and emerged clutching his cock. He stumbled backwards and leaned against the big. We cruised the streets breaking up drunken brawls, going to homes with marital conflicts, catching teenagers with drugs, and a night when we picked up three prostitutes.For the several weeks we had been together, Shane was professional and helpful. As we got to know and trust each other, we were more willing to confide in each other. He told me about his failing marriage and their many arguments. I told him about growing up and wanting to be a hippie like my parents. I might have slipped up.