‘So, now, you know why I never married, am I allowed to know why you never did?’ She felt the blood rush to her cheeks as she asked, embarrassed a... her own fowardness. ‘Well darlin’,’ he said, ‘ many moons ago, I was in love with a beautiful lady, and we got engaged to be married, but after her death at the hands of a drunken driver, I came to Australia, and buried myself in work. Then, when I pulled my head out of the sand, so to speak, I had missed the marriage market. So, here I am, single,. I felt like my ass had been ripped in two. It burned so bad that I let out a scream that was muffled by the gloved hand over my mouth. After 30 seconds the pain subsided and I could feel the hand in my ass start to move deeper. With the pain gone this hand in my ass started to feel good. He touched bottom moved his hand around and said, “No drugs here.” I could not help but let out a moan as he moved his hand around in my ass. “Oh, now he likes it. Let’s see how he likes the fist.” I could. Outside of myself there was nobody else in the cafeteria. At a certain point I saw Angelique walking in and noticing me being the first and only there, she sat across from me."Don't you just hate starting school this early?" she said (it was 7:40 am)."Absolutely. That rooster out there just stopped crowing," I responded dryly, joking but too nervous to let her know it was intended to be. She did giggle anyway."And then we'll get Kruyswijk, Vredenhoef and Merckx (teachers) in a row for the first. His hands wereprizing my cheeks open. To my surprise, I found myself relaxing andallowing him to do it.The music stopped and we found our way back to our booth, but Gemma andPeter were gone. I sat in the corner of the booth and Jo slid in close.The music began again, this time louder and more rhythmical. We fishedour drinks and kissed again. Jo's hand was on the outside of my thigh,under my dress and mine was in his lap, feeling for him. I found what Iwas looking for, a certain hardness.