’ ‘Did your dad give you a hard time about what happened?’ He smiled slightly and shook his head. ‘No, my dad is all talk.’ I looked at h...m, blindly drawing circles in my notebook. ‘I felt horrible about what happened. Maybe taking me to the carnival wasn’t such a good idea.’ He turned as much as he could in the tight spaced desk to face me. ‘Did you have fun?’ I nodded, smiling when remembering how nice it was. ‘Then don’t worry about what happened after. I wanted to take you and I had a. What remains of mytesticles and chastity is to remind me for the rest of my life of what Iwas, I think this is so cruel.I am very used to the taste of sperm and the taste of Sue, s vagina, asthis occurs at least twice a day, but have noticed my teeth have becomevery discoloured, but not even going to mention this, as I don, t wantto go through having my teeth whitened. Well I must get dressed to carryout my duties. ).-----------------------Chapter 7John I think we should talk about Alice and. I stooped to retrieve them and as I rose shamefaced by my unthinking boorishness, I blurted out clumsy words of apology, which she accepted with a graciousness which I later learned was so characteristic of her.“S’il vous plaît accepter mes excuses sincères, c’était très maladroit de moi Mademoiselle, laissez-moi vous aider avec ces choses,” I said in my very best schoolboy French.“Thank you Monsieur,” she replied, “pas de mal, and it’s Madame,” indicating the ring on the third finger of her. I was staring so long I didn’t realise I had fished my pee. He must have felt my gaze as he turned and smiled. I was so embarrassed and my face felt red hot. I suddenly realised that my cock was still out and as I looked down it was getting harder. Still smiling he said I had a nice looking cock and moved over to the urinal next to me.He asked if I would like to give him a few strokes and turned to give me a full frontal look at his cock. It was as big as I had ever seen before. My mouth was.