He seemed touched that I'd brought something back from my trip for him, and asked me questions about both Tijuana and Disneyland.Jerry had formed a ne... friendship with another student named Henry Stiles. Henry was not as openly gay as Nigel had been, but he was definitely a homosexual. Being a boy's boarding school, we had more of that than the public schools probably did, and one of the reasons for some of the kids being sent off to boarding school was that their sexual preferences had been. They could take one of us. Sam and I wanted to send Mom but then there wouldn't be anyone to drive to the hospital. Sam went with the ambulance.It took forever to get to the hospital. First, Mom invited Mrs. Crowley in for a cup of tea. A cup of tea, for God's sake. While I put on the water, Mom packed a bag for herself, made a couple of calls to handle Jaz and let Dad know Wes was in the hospital and I had to get some sweatshirts for me and Sam. Then we had to drive Mrs. Crowley home and walk. She takes her last stale deep breath until his jaws clamped shut over her stomach, forcing the air back out. This air was all that she needed to snap out of her daze leaving her unmercifully awake for the horror to come."Hub... by..." she gasps quietly. She couldn't deny how nice it felt on her sensitive flesh, especially against her bruised flesh. Her mouth flew open and practically wanted to scream her delight as her slightly-rounded tummy pops into his throat.Ever so slowly his jaws have. I was on fire, suddenly.It was amazing, that instant reaction to the unexpected. I would not open my eyes. I felt the warmth of the owner of the hands behind me. I was surprised to discover it was a woman.Suddenly there was a draft of air. The door behind had opened. I was gently drawn in and the door shut. The woman came around to face me. She locked her mouth with mine. Gently parting my shirt, she undid the buttons. Drawing the shirt off, she started suckling on my nipples, which are large.