Almost three weeks went by and I had nearly forgotten about Chris. I say nearly — only thinking about him every second minute or so counts as nearly...in my book. I had intended to ask Helen about him, but we hadn't seen each other since the party so when I got a text message from him on my way to work one Thursday, I nearly drove my car into a ditch in surprise.Fancy a drink tonight? Chris.How did u get my no?I'm clever. Yes/no?Ok. Time?7 @ Nags Head, Lampton. Ok 4 u?Yes, c u there :)Cool! :)My. Smith was it? and Principal Rutherford," Dad replied. Fran's question obviously had a lot of levels in it, but I think Dad was right in taking them one by one.So we drove off - Ms. Smith with Mr. Rutherford, Fran with Dad and me. Nothing was said in the car - Fran seemed completely numb. We were received at the hospital chapel by the staff who had attended to Fran's mother's body. She didn't look horrible, more like she was at peace. Dad had been right - nothing to be afraid of here. Fran still. S/he showed me how to shove it up hir own ass then s/he rammed me with hir own long lady stick. Plan B it seems was put in motion after Gay stud, stand in Dennis nutted too soon and thus lost his erection. I thought what they wanted was a real intense blow job. How did I know their number two twink would lose it? Meanwhile Jackie was looking mighty fine with that strap-on under her belly. She looked good for someone who might be near 40 something. There were just a few wrinkles here and there. He didn't put me down yet. Where the right wall met the picture window there was a glass door with a light switch near it. You couldn't see into the glass-doored room until you pushed the button on the light switch. He pressed it with his shoulder and fluorescent lighting lit up a room with another picture window and a pool. A real indoor pool! It was only about 15 by 10 feet, but it was like 3 foot deep on one end and it dropped to about 6 foot at the other. Small, not for real swimming, but.