"And then, in front of the whole class, you're going to open your legs wide, and I'm going to take this," he grabbed his stiff dick, "and slide it int... you."His moved his hips forward and I watched his cock emerge from his fist."Imagine how hot the guys will be, watching you make it right in front of them. Their cocks will be throbbing before we're done. And the women; every nipple in the room will be like a pebble. Every pussy will be wet."I shivered. I knew he was teasing me, but I loved. "The hustle and bustle of the trains faded from her mind as her thoughts went back to a year before."Can you come to my room? I've got something to show you?" Okay, what is it?" her boyfriend, Steve had asked, but she had just grinned, running up the stairs to the wing where her room was. "Your birthday present," she called behind her as she turned the corner and ran down the corridor.They were both students at the same school for the gifted and boys were NOT allowed in the girls' wing.He'd. It was Barry Evans. He used to be secret service but'd had to leave on mandatory retirement. Mom offered him a job doing the same for her exclusively.As he searched for intruders and followed a standard search pattern I silently pulled one of my feathers and when he was looking the other way, threw it right past his head into the wooden wall. He froze and put his arms up a little. I still kept sitting down in the chair making no move and softly said, "Please put your gun down, Barry."He turned. " I said after opening one such reply.Lizbeth just looked and laughed.We collected the letters for the fun of it, we sent back the pictures of those who wanted their pictures returned and we wrote a polite –no thank you—where appropriate.All told the ads brought seven letters of more than routine interest and we dutifully met each couple. Most of them had, in our way of thinking, something wrong with them. It could be politics "I won't attempt to form a friendship with someone who likes Bush.