But he didn't worry about that now. He was muchmore concerned to find himself still in Julienne's bed. He didn't noticethat the nightgown he was wea...ing had grown either.He was torn between staying in bed and hoping this nightmare would endand leaving it to get everything back to normal. He really didn't haveany choice in the matter. Once Marcia told him to get up, he had to doit. He got out of bed, he was still hugging Julienne's favorite stuffedanimal (rabbit). He left the bed and went. Not that I had a lot of it, I was a late developer, my dick wasn’t some huge thing that hung between my legs but was on the smaller size. The back of my neck felt her puffy lips slide across it as her long blonde hair overlapped my shoulders falling to my front side. Her actions on my pecker was taking its toll, the boxers were forced down as I was getting it on grinding forward with insignificant thrusts into her dainty hand when it happened.For the first time in my life I had an orgasm. "Not long, you know I can't tell you any more," I said."Okay let's start by suing his ass for 100 million dollars. Take whatever is obviously valuable and we will see if we can find a way to make it a bounty if nothing else. Set a president for people to attack the cartels. Not many would have the courage, but a few might."Jen's mind was running wild. "Do what you have to, if it doesn't work, we can always drop it in the deepest part of the ocean." I paused a moment then added, "Now don't you. Fucking the married teacher like he fucked Marion O’Rourke were the only thoughts he had while gawking at the sexy Mrs. Criscola.After school, Vic didn’t go and play stickball like the other guys. He went right home because he knew his mother was working and he’d be home alone to do his thing. He wanted to be alone because he wanted to do what he couldn't do during the day if his mother was there.She’d never understand why her son wanted to lay down on his bed in the middle of the afternoon.