Surely there are women in places like this shopping mall that would be available" he concluded."I think you would be pushing it mate", Trevor replied....Harry was silent for several minutes and then said with a smile. "Say we bet on it, if I'm successful you buy me a crate of beer, if not I will buy you one". Trevor shook his head and in the seconds before he responded he considered the fact that Harry was generally very successful with women and that was the amazing point he treated women badly. I obeyed. I watched mesmerized as his hand frantically stroked his manhood until it exploded with ropes of semen covering my face, filling my mouth and plastering my hair.Satisfied he said “Have a happy Thanksgiving” and left. I sat there for what seemed like hours reliving the past events over and over. What had I done? I broke a cardinal rule of teaching. My lust and desire for this young man had usurped my good judgment. I knew right from wrong and this was completely wrong and taboo. But I. Sharon was short, her head rested on my chest rather than on my shoulder as my wife's did when I danced with her, her breasts pushed softly against my stomach where my wife's hardly were noticeable and the arm I had around her waist was outstretched and my hand was resting on her right side, barely. It wasn't unpleasant though. Only different. My taste in women have always been long and slim, like Jane, but my first girl-friend had been on the chubby side.After a couple of songs we all sat down. We could visit Hunter and Lake Backus. Sally could see all eight kittens. I know our kittens would like it."We all agreed to the picnic.Sushi contacted Lake on the WE net."It would be a great time." Lake said, "Hunter just caught a wild turkey. We could have a great barbeque."We took the light rail to the lumber mill then hiked the three miles to Hunter's home. We had a surprise when we got there. It was a log cabin. Well actually it was a four bedroom three bath log cabin. The cabin was.