"Tyrone looked at the girls with a confused look. Then back at Tom and I. We just shrugged our shoulders like we didn't know what they were talking ab...ut. "Ok, well what was this 'rumor' you heard about me?"The girls kept giggling and Holly finally blurted out, "We heard you have a really big dick!"The giggling continued and Tyrone blushed. He looked at Tom and I and we just laughed. "Uhh, well you heard right, girls." Tyrone started to feel more comfortable seeing that me and Tom were ok with. " He made sure to pronounce it Roose and not Rose.He knew some of his fellow social studies teachers lectured; he refused and generally played the Socratic ploy and usually enjoyed it. He suspected that the kids would have preferred if he just told them what was on the test - saved thinking, not something they did much of, except for sex of course.The boy sniffed and said, wrinkling his forehead in thought, "Rough Rider, right?" He was one of the repeaters, hoped to graduate in June, had to. That summer he was working in a town a hundred miles away and, as usual, he was living out of a cheap motel room.Donny, one of my high school buddies, was working on the same job and staying with John, so it was inevitable that I should drive over for a weekend visit.I arrived on Friday evening to find a woman about my mother's age in the room with them. "Birdie" was an unattached regular that John had met at the local bar. This was not unusual, but, unknown to me, John had decided it was time. Her whole body was tingling, heart thudding, and her breasts and the little secret place between her thighs was so warm, almost hot.She thought about her husband, her marriage, their sex life ... and Gerald. He was so husky and muscular; and his ... his "thing" between his legs was so--big and stiff.Almost without thinking, she slowly moved her hands down her body and began softly caressing herself, stroking her tummy, her thighs. She brushed a hand up under her blouse and lightly touched a.