“Just rest your hand there until I hump it; then I want you to start rubbing it. For now just feel it grow.”I nod at him; this is a fun game that...I really enjoy. No one is looking. Everyone's sleeping or reading or watching movies. All we seem to have to worry about is that handsome tall man and the upcoming new passengers. His hand moves up, stroking along my panties. He moves his fingers over the fabric and I can feel how they get damp from his light touch. The bulge under my hand twitches. Lanny had always dreamed of bringing Susan to a screaming orgasm with his tongue. But she would tell him to stop every time he started working his way down her stomach in the hopes of kissing her "down there."Joe interrupted Lanny's chain of thought when he asked him if Susan's pussy hair gets stuck in his teeth."Hell yes!" shouted Lanny. "She sheds like a Golden Retriever!"All the guys laughed at the comment as Lanny frowned and remembered all the times she had told him to stop what he was. I interjected while they were discussing. "It was a joke, son. I'm married." I said."Where is your wife?" the ghost asked me."Out trick-or-treating with our daughter." I answered sternly."So you've got plenty of time." he shot back."Not for you I don't." I said. "I'm not into that... anymore." I added."Are you sure?" he asked while his eyes panned down my body, resting on my crotch.It was obvious to me that the shorter boy was clearly gay. Especially when I thought about that slight comment he. So that day I made sure I was the last one out of class, taking my time putting away my books and discretely loitering in her class until everyone had left but the two of us.“Miss Parkinson, can I talk to you a minute?” I said as I walked up to her desk.“Of course, Tina what is it?” she said, “Are you having trouble with the assignment?”“No, it’s nothing like that. This is more of a personal matter,” I told her.“Oh?”“Yeah. I was just wondering… um what you thought of my father,” I said, looking.