“The door of my locker belongs in an art gallery, not in a school where it’s not appreciated and it’s susceptible to vandalism, but I don’t kn...w who to ask to remove it for safekeeping.”“That’s a good point,” she mused. “I wonder if I can come to an arrangement with Mr Peters. That painting of the rainbows dancing is brilliant.”“It’s even better than that,” I said. “It’s a double helix. Eugenie linked sexual orientation and genetics.”“Oh my! I never realised,” Mrs Crocker admitted.“By the way,. ..” she said. He was so stunned by that that he did “shush.”“Mike,” she said, “I felt bad about teasing you a couple of weeks ago,” - Ha! -”and wanted to make it up to you. Let me be blunt: if you want it, I will give you the best blow job of your life. What do you say?”Mike’s jaw dropped and he didn’t say anything for some time.“Wha- I mean, um, where? When? I mean-” he was stammering. But didn’t say ‘no.’ Well, he was a teenaged single guy, after all.“Now. Right here. Right now. It’s just us. "This is Muriel Katz, she's going to watch today, maybe try a few things on her own. Today is review day. We're going to start with the easy stuff and work up to our basic show routine."When the class was over and they had had a nice run through the woods past the tangled hedges that hid their home, they all put up their mounts and strolled back to the house together."Will," said Harry, "How's your riding?" Fair, Harry. I've got a lot to learn, but I'm enjoying it. I found out I need to know. It has the deep sink tub with sprayers, a big double tub, and a shower with a bench. My lower potty chair is near to the regular toilet, and everything is raised just enough that I have to stand on a low stool to reach the regular sink. The contractors have really outdone themselves.All I have been able to do is hug and kiss you as I see each new wonder of the house. My rubbing against you is stirring you too. By the time we have finished looking at the bathroom, you have me on the bed.