Do not try act smart, I saw in the bushes. How could you?, I mean. He was of my age, and what if dad comes to know about this, it is not good for our ...amily that the mother is a free prostitute”. Tears flew down her eyes, she did not speak anything, there was silence for some time before she covered her face with her hands and cried.She started pleading me not to make the matter known to dad and it would ruin the family. I told her I needed something in return. She instantly pounced on me that. Col helped me hang up my coat and we went into the kitchen.“Do you have schoolwork to finish, Willi?”“Yes, Frau Schmidt.”“Sit down at the table and you can do it there. I will help Col, but he will do the same work and you will learn the German and Col, the English.”I worked on my Maths problems. Frau Schmidt gave Col pencil and paper and insisted he did the same work. I found to my delight I was able to help Col, once I understood the slightly different way he wrote some numbers. Also, I was. I said sure even thoughI had hoped to chat with Renee about this idea on the way home.I followed; in the glare of my headlights I could see whatI later learned was Renee steering Brian's car as hepulled out his hard cock and then Renee stroking his cockon the way to our house. We passed the turn off to our house and drove on to a 7-11.Renee got out (soon it was obvious why Brian had stayed inthe car) to get beer. When we arrived at at our house Brianwas holding his jacket over his exposed boner. We used my boat to lounge around and have drinks and eats. Other guys had ski boats and we would take turns water skiing and tubing. Pam never came out on the weekends but she asked me if I would take her on the boat during the week. We both took a vacation day in July and spent the day on the boat. The lake had a number of secluded coves and I anchored in one of them. Pam slipped off her tee shirt and shorts revealing a very skimpy bikini. We had a couple of beers and some snacks and then she.