"You interested, pops?" he asked quietly. "I can get you in next." My brain said no . "Yeah, I think..." my libido said. "What does she..." "Take it u... with him," he motioned to the big guy in his too-tight tee shirt. "And her." I felt his hand on my arm, felt myself pulled, felt myself moving. Then I was face to face, or rather face to collar, with the big guy. "You looking for a date with Lacey?" His voice was surprisingly higher and more polite than I had expected. I angled my head up to. ’ She says ‘OK give me a moment.’ She says ‘OK I am ready.’ I began to weave a fantasy of words to touch her and bring her into the fantasy to make it as real as I could possibly make it for her. I say ‘You are standing in a field, looking at me. we are both naked, but not touching we are about ten feet apart just staring into each others eyes, its warm enough to be comfortabole naked, when suddenly a wind comes up and I turn into a cloud of what looks like snow flakes and swirl your naked. "Greg let that pass. It was all for the good, but he did not like to think about his father that way."Your mother would kill me for suggesting this if she was here; if you need stuff I'll pick it up for you." Greg let that pass too. There was always some nineteen-year old willing to pull for the high school students. "Bonner likes its teachers sober while the seventh graders get tanked." His father added lamely.That was the way it was.Greg glanced at the class in Aspen and wished he could spend. A couple of hours later Joe went to his neighbours Cindy was sat in just a gown her mum drunk from the Gin Joe had given her, Cindy felt safe knowing her mum would not remember anything when she sobered up so Cindy told Joe to fuck off and get out, Joe looked at her mum said ” you hear that” Cindy’s mum slurred ” you spank her” Joe grabbed Cindy who cried out “no” Joe pulled Cindy’s gown cords open and forced the gown off the struggling girl leaving her naked, he sat pulled Cindy over his knee.