‘Fuck!” He grunts, as he starts to cum.“Mark, I’m home!” Leah shouts as she walks in the front door.He scrambles around for a tissue to wipe...up the mess and switch off his computer before his wife figures out what he was doing. He stuffs his cock back into his jeans quickly, cum still on the end of his head and he dashes out the room and down the stairs.“Hi. How was your day?” He asks her.“Fine. How was your’s?”“Good. It was good.” He smiles.“You’re sweating.” She states, eyeing him. I’m stuck being the last one to evolve. Yet we all go, and I hang on for my dreadful life.At least I’m a bit more stable now than this morning. I’ve been battered by thoughts all day, and will probably be battered through the night. The realm of the imaginary and the realm of reality fight each other. Do they ever coalesce? Am I ill because I think they do unite in some way, shape, or form? And if they do, could they for once unite in a peaceful manner, to do good things, friendly acts,. Only the sixth form could remember the last WSP. Sophie Rudkin a persistent offender in the fifth year hadreceived ten strokes of the cane naked before the whole school when first one, then two and then eventually all twelve of her victims amongst the first year girls had plucked up the courage to tell the Head about her systematic bullying campaign. Meanwhile Richard wouldbe the first boy to receive the birch in Katherine Parr s history. Almost everyone in the hall could remember the last. ’ Then I remember you’re in Kansas. If I join the service now can I come and work with you?” Pey asked.“You want to drive my truck?” Em asked our bouncy little sister.“Yeah. That would be cool.”“Hmm. I was thinking of something. You know I only have fifteen weeks left! How about if you and J drive out on the Fourth of July. You can help me pack and I’ll let you ride with me on all my routes that week. Then I’ll get released from the corps and we can make J drive back alone while you and I drive.