Once under the cover of the bandstand, the rain hitting the roof hard, we kissed once more. We must have been quite a sight, standing in the middle of...a park at night on the Eastside, disheveled from the rain, our good clothes crumpled and crushed while we made out and practically dry-humped in public, as romantic as that was.I could still hear the orchestra from earlier in my head as we kissed and grinded ourselves against each other, desperate for the bodily contact and the touch of the. McDonald wanted to know why I did it, and Itold him it was because Tommy never takes the game seriously, and I wastired of that.He thinks that there's something more bothering me. Maybe he's right. Hesaid if I can't talk about it, maybe I can write about it and that willhelp me let go of the anger. He said if I can't figure out what's makingme angry, I should think of something really significant in my life andwrite about that. I don't know. We'll see.I'm not like other kids at Smallville High.. .. well, him. And he's nice, really very sweet. He did that for you about your voice just to do something for you, he was very helpful and sympathetic when I talked to him about, well, a little about you—" Is that the part I missed?" Yes, kind of. I wanted to know how you felt, it'd been a long time for me and I was a little uncertain. I didn't actually come out and ask him, but he sensed it when he was in my mind and he told me you were the same way. I think he thought it was funny, both of. I couldn't take my eyes off it. I watched as it rose up and increased in length and girth. It was gorgeous. I managed to tear my gaze away from the monster cock and looked at Magda. She was standing slightly behind me and was bent over showing Jason her pussy and arse. That's why he was getting a hard-on. Jason kicked off his shoes and jeans and walked over to where Magda was bending over. Magda said,"Let's do it in front of the camera." She stood sideways on to the camera as it was recording,.