I was becoming concerned that he had failed to achieve top grades. Moments later he subconsciously drops a hand to his dick to straighten his ‘snake...�� out. Once comfortable he looks at me in the eyes, across the room, as the brightest and widest simile spread across his handsome features. I really love this guy. I knew then, that in less than a week we would lose our virginities together.We’re both staying on for ‘A’ levels. As our grades were the best, we individually persuade our respective. If hewas going to get chewed out, he thought, might as well relax. Not likeshe needed any input from him anyways. He had the feeling she was goingto be going on for a while. Laying down he absent-mindedly startedtwirling his-- now her--hair. A couple of strands brushed against hisbreasts. A sigh escaped his lips.Monica was going on about something or other. He snickered when she usedthe phrase "psychic panties", but she shut him up quickly. She said thatthis was important, but ed was. Can you do it?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘Report to the chief cook,’ he instructed and pointed to a door. The old man stumbled through the door. He was very tired, but he needed a place to rest. The chief cook assigned him to the garbage deck. He worked his shift and then went to his assigned bunk. As he lay down, he remembered the good old days. He had been a brilliant high school student, He maintained straight ‘A’s’ through his junior year. Then he started to listen to Dr. Timothy Leary. ‘Tune in, turn. Murray is certainly a bureaucrat, and also very politically motivated, but he's always been considerate and helpful."I continued, "Sandy, love, do you still think you could come down for the first weekend in November?" Try and keep me away, dearest love!"We talked a bit longer, and I told her that I would call her in a few days.SANDY -- Monday, October 16, 1961Of course, I knew that Steve would call as soon as he got back home, but it was still good to hear his voice on the phone. I was looking.