Fuck, I sure am." I raisedmy hand to his head gently running my fingers throughhis hair. Travis eventually conceded to my thicknessand began jacking...the length he was not able to getdown his waiting throat.Travis worked on my horse cock for a good 20 minutes.He was surprised that his throat had opened openallowing him to get eight inches of my hard shaft downwith little effort. I was lost in the intensefeelings produced by Travis' expert sucking. I couldfeel my balls pulling up as the all. He might be ready to actually pitch you a story idea."What are you getting at?" I need you to look into this John," he suggests. "I know you've been bored out of your mind doing shitty city council stories, so hopefully this will give you something to focus your talents on. And the great thing is, it won't cost anything. You can do it in town."He tosses an envelope on your lap. "Here's your class schedule "kid!"You open up the envelope and see a schedule for Hillsdale High School. You're. Adrian and I took off for the class buildings. I gathered up all my anticipated work then headed to the dorm for my bag. Kenny met me coming down stairs, so we walked to the gym together.This time it was only a two and a half-hour drive to the game site. I did my reading and finished writing a report that once again was going to have to be typed. I went to the front of the bus and asked one of the coaches to help me find a typewriter when we got there, as we should have a ton of time before. "Night-night Melody, speak to ya soon." Arleen breathed and put down the receiver.The next day at the radio station was every bit a nightmare as the time before, the slimy art director, tried to get as close as he could, Arleen became adept at slipping past before he could slither any closer. Most of the day was wasted, and the final product was less than perfect, never the less, after being semi-groped and partially slobbered over half a dozen times, Arleen was just about to let him have it,.