At that point I was standing there with just my boots/socks and shiny black boy shorts on. He backed in about 2 feet further than I was so that when I...opened my door fully wide the door blocked the view from the utility guys but not the SUV guy. I took off my back pack and threw it on the seat. I looked over at him and he acknowledged my nod with his own nod and partially opened his mouth enough that his lips parted a half inch or so. I knew what I so wanted to do at that point. I wanted to. She knew he was inappropriately unemotional at some times and overly emotional at others. She knew we had hurt each other badly and become friends again. She knew that he'd lost his virginity to someone other than me. She knew that we loved each other."Don't worry," Charlie said. "I've never told her what happened between us."I laughed and congratulated them. The little bitch had stolen my man. I was glad she was getting the benefit of his hands, his tongue, his cock and most especially, his. The principal said, "Now students, I want to introduce you to Mr Cirota. He's the Program counselor at the school and will be in charge of how the Program runs. You have to listen to everything he says because it will be up to him if you successfully complete the week. If you don't you'll need to repeat it. Now I'll go over the rules with you, take your questions, and then you'll all get undressed, put your clothes in these boxes, and go to class. You can get your clothes at the main doors. To touch it. To kiss it.” “Mmm,” I agreed. “I’d like that very much. But we have to go now. I have a class to teach. And you need to attend and listen and take notes. So you can pass the first written test on the materials next week.” “It will be hard for me to focus,” Kevin smiled. “Thinking about that soft, thick bush of yours.” “Teaching today won’t be easy for me either, Kevin. The whole time, I’ll be wondering what your cock looks like, anticipating getting to strip you, to see it, to.