But somehow, nothing did.I woke up Saturday and shaved, as prescribed, and drove over to Sally'swearing my typical tee shirt and jeans combo. Maybe th... whole thing was ahuge gotcha, just to see if I'd really come.My hand hesitated as I knocked on the door. She was ready for me andopened it quickly, inviting me in. I took off my shoes.She wasn't wearing anything remarkable, just a casual hoodie andsweatpants, with minimal makeup but she really didn't need any anyway."Do you want anything? A. Brad – get it out!”The girls did not wait for Brad to comply, but unzipped his fly, releasing his admittedly not-very-big cock which, despite the disappointments of the evening, was rapidly going hard. They knelt facing each other on opposite sides of Bradley’s member, which bobbed, stiff and horizontal, between them. They did not confer, but had perfect eye-contact over the top of Brad’s dick, and so knew exactly what to do, mirroring each other’s movements so that Bradley would be able to. God I hated that thing. But somehow I hadn't even felt it. Hadn't known it was anywhere around me. Stupid fantasies. Or great fantasies. Depending on the way you looked at it."So, everything's good?" I said, gulping again. "Mhmm," he paused for a minute, and chuckled a bit. "But are you always so wet?"I felt myself blushing to the roots of my hair. "Um....." was all I could say. He chuckled again. "If I wasn't your doctor, I'd do something about it." he said, his voice dropping. Was this. There was very little traffic, especially once we were away from the Research Triangle. The interstate was a pleasant surprise, and we made it to Greenville in less than ninety minutes. As we pulled up in front of the school we were welcomed by a small flotilla of cars. It seemed like every one of the girls had spent the trip on the phone with loved ones, and their families rushed to school to meet them.I stood off to the side and watched the love fest. Parents cried. Girls screamed and ran.