By the time we finished opening the last few gifts, we couldn’t remember what the first few gifts were. It was the same with birthdays. They were ne...er, ever forgotten and there was always a huge cake and far too many gifts to really mean anything. Donny had a good relationship with his parents but he was almost closer to my father than to his own. I had a good relationship with my parents but I spent hours with Donny’s mom. It’s a shame none of them lived long enough to see their children grow. It seemed to slow greatly, but there was aburning, tearing pain, and it continued into me at a snail's pace. The painreached an apex and the object accelerated to it's original speed. I feltanother painful pressure in my gut that only increased as the object wentfurther. When I though I would pass out from the pain, I was suddenly very,very awake and focused. I cursed the pain for not allowing me to escape intounconsciousness. Then the rod stopped.It was difficult to breath. I lied there. "You two have been making googly-eyes at each other for over a month now, and everyone knows," she complained. "It's a favorite subject in the girls' rooms. Whenever she's out of earshot, we all start talking about it. They're placing bets on when you two will hook up."She turned to face him again. Her eyes were soft and caring now. There wasn't a hint of hurt or anger in her. "Why haven't you asked her out?" she asked, genuinely concerned.Joey wondered about it. "It's hard," he settled on."And. I'd done it. I'd had sex. I'd fucked---and with an older woman."That was a good start," Sadie murmured, stroking my hair."Start?" I said, delighted and surprised.“Oh, yes, that's just lesson one. You’re a fast learner, Mike. But there are a lot of cold women in the world. You need to know how to overcome that.”"But---but how?"Sadie sat up and took my face in her hands, her blue eyes blazed deeply into mine, "Mike, I’ve had a few cocks over the years, but for an eighteen-year-old, yours is a.