" Of course, Sherry. Do you want me to ask Kris... ?" Please!" Sherry begged, interrupting me. "Ask her later. I'll see you in English and you can let...me know if I can't come over, but it's very, very important!"Without waiting for an answer, Sherry ran out the lunchroom door. I watched her leave, completely mystified about Sherry's behavior.I looked back at the table where Kristen and Patty were, and they were both looking at me. The bell rang, and the two girls walked over to me."What did you. Girls. That was a good idea. Something to get his mind off of Lily. Maybe he could find someone to derail his thoughts and fantasies from the utter train wreck they'd slowly devolved to this past year. That would be ideal. Stepping back into the house he was almost immediately halted. "Oooo cool costume!" Thanks," he said, smiling down at the pretty girl. Her mask and wig covered enough that he couldn't tell if he knew her or not."What are you? A highwayman?" Ah sort of. Ever heard of. .” She muttered to herself, biting her lip as she entered her bedroom and falling onto the bed before bringing her mobile phone out of her pocket. She scrolled down to find the picture she wanted to see. On the screen, a picture of her homeroom/maths teacher and examined his face. She thought he was really young but man, was he hot?Her chest heaved slightly, inhaling deeply as she looked at his ‘special weapon’ and chewed on her lip.‘Do I want him?’ She asked herself.It was nearing 4pm, her. I liked stroking off in their bedroom with a pair of her underwear whenever the opportunity arose. Since I worked third shift this month, I had gotten comfortable with the idea of being alone in their room. I never heard her until she said, “Jesus, Christ, you perverted old bastard!”On their TV, I had been watching a scene as two women destroyed a man my age by kicking his balls and fucking him with strap ons. I grabbed for the towel at the foot of the bed, but she was quicker and had seen.