Needless to say, we both skipped class that day. TV watching andbullshitting were the only real activities of the day. As we lay in ourbeds, I noticed...that John was under his blankets even though it wasn'tparticularly cool in our room. Unbelievably, unmistakably I heardrhythmic creaking from his bedsprings. Normally, this wouldn't be a bigdeal but it seemed wrong considering my new "vulnerability". Itreminded me of what I might not ever be able to do again."Are you jerking off?!" I demanded.The. I also saw a younger guy about my age standing back but fully dressed. I got out my door and walked round with my cock out. I opened Vikki’s door and swung her round so her legs were outside the car while she was lying on the seat. I knelt down and went back to licking her out. She was moaning softly. I then stood up and nodded to one of the thirty-somethings and he took my place while I watched and wanked. In ten minutes, all four had been down on her. I beckoned the younger guy and he came. I waved her on, notwanting her to get into trouble on my account. She hesitated, looking fromme to the teacher. Then she frowned and ran off to catch up with the restof the class."You seemed to have gotten lost on your way to my class yesterday," theolder woman said, turning her eyes away from Sarah and onto me. "MissStrand said you were sick, but the nurse in the infirmary didn't have arecord of you stopping by."I shuffled from one foot to the other. "I, uh, sort of checked myself out,Coach. I. Nope, wasn’t imagining it.I called Darlene to cancel my morning and got dressed. I tied my hair up since I didn’t have time to brush it, and washed my face, brushed my teeth and practically ran out of the apartment. I took the elevator down, my foot tapping impatiently when I felt the second wave of nausea hit me. I slapped a hand over my mouth and held it in.“Oh, dear,” said an old lady from my building when she found me throwing up in the parking garage. “Your first?”“What?”“First child,” she.