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The meaning of the name Suzan is Lily.

The origin of the name Suzan is French.

Other variations: Suzanne or Suzani   

Suzan is a sandwich on a roll

Who loved to fuck my sausage pole

And said, "Would you please"

"Collect all that cheese"

"Leaking from my pussy hole" 

Suzan was my first girl friend

Who over backwards I would bend

Though I changed the locks

She still fucked many cocks

Before our two-year marriage did end   

Fresh Italian pork sausage (sweet or hot) smothered in mozzarella Cheese, bathed in our signature sauce and topped with a 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses.

Our Sausage Parmesan is served straight from the pot, piping hot or cold on your choice of a long sub roll, in a chibatta in a panini or in a wrap.

Smoking Hot Sausage Parmesan: Using our hot pork sausage.

Sweet Sausage Parmesan: Using our milder sweet pork sausage.

From the Pot: First we fill you’re bread selection until it’s overstuffed with your sausage selection. Then we cover it with a fair amount of mozzarella cheese and our signature sauce. And right before we wrap it to go or plate it up for you, we top it with our 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses.

Piping Hot: First we fill you’re bread selection until it’s overstuffed with your sausage selection. Then we cover it with a fair amount of mozzarella cheese and our signature sauce. And it’s off to the oven until the cheese begins to melt. After it’s removed and right before we wrap it to go or plate it up for you. We top it with our 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses.

We also offer a day-old and two-day old cold Sausage sandwich that is if any sausage is left over from the day before.

At the end of the first day, all leftover sausage is removed from our signature sauce and cut in half, lengthwise. This helps us identify when the sausage was actually cooked.  Next the sausage halves are placed in a covered glass bowl with a liberal amount of leftover sauce to chill overnight in the fridge.

Only Served Cold: Day-Old Sausage Parmesan: When your order is placed, we coat your bread or roll selection with our homemade garlic butter add sprinkle on a fair amount of our 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses.

Next we fill your sandwich with a fair amount of cold sausage halves, mozzarella cheese and sauce before wrapping it up in deli paper to go or plating it up and serving it.

Only Served Cold: Two-Day old Sausage Parmesan: At the end of the second day, we quarter the remaining sausage halves to help us identify when they were made. Then we coat a sub roll with our homemade garlic butter and grill it on our flattop until it's golden brown.

Next we sprinkle on a fair amount of our 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses before filling each sandwich with cold sausage quarters, mozzarella cheese and sauce.  Lastly we wrap each sandwich in deli paper, mark the date on each sandwich and place them back in the fridge.

And at the end of the day, I take home any remaining sandwiches. Because a cold two-day old grilled sausage sandwich is another one of my favorites. 

At the request of a close personal friend, who asked? “What no Parmesan Club Sandwich?” So I was left with no other choice, I had to invent one. And here it and it’s only available on Texas Toast. Because it was the only bread that was hearty enough to serve it on and since we had four other Parmesan sandwiches to choose from.

Since there was already the Chicken, the Eggplant, the Meatball and the Sausage Parmesan, why not let you all decide which two you want on your club sandwich.

Plus I also figured that it would be a great way to finally settle the score, as to who came first the Chicken or the Egg. Because with our Chicken Parmesan or the Eggplant Parmesan Club Sandwich, and whichever you decide to put on the upper deck will get one vote towards being the winner.

So basically, in a nutshell, if you want Eggplant to be on the upper deck of your sandwich and Chicken on the lower one, the Egg will get one vote towards victory. However, if you decide that you want Chicken on the upper deck and Eggplant on the lower one. The Chicken will get the vote instead.

Then after a full year of voting, we’ll finally get to see who really came first. Your other Parmesan Club Sandwiches choices include Meatball over Meatball, Meatball over Sausage, Meatball over Chicken, plus Meatball over Eggplant (my favorite). Also try the Sausage over Sausage, Sausage over Chicken plus Sausage over Eggplant, Chicken over Chicken plus the Eggplant over Eggplant.

All 10 varieties of our Parmesan Club Sandwiches are served on hearty Texas Toast with our 50/50 mix of grated Romano and Parmesan cheeses, with shredded mozzarella cheese and our homemade signature sauce.

Sorry, our Parmesan Club sandwiches are (NOT) available in either the day-old or in the two-day-old sandwich varieties. 

 We start out with one quarter pound, or one stick, of Land O Lakes butter. Then we crush four cloves of garlic and place them all into a round covered stainless steel steam table insert placed on our flattop.  Next we toss in one level teaspoon of both garlic salt and garlic powder. Then once the butter melts, it’s ready. And we stir it occasionally throughout the day and once again just prior to using it on your sandwich.

 First we start out with three large cans of crushed tomatoes, one large can of tomato sauce, one large can of tomato puree, one large can of tomato paste and a large can of spring water. Then after mixing all the liquid ingredients in a saucepan, we toss in four tablespoons of each ingredient of  the Italian Trinity. Or oregano, parsley and Italian seasonings as they are more commonly called. Along with three bay leaves that are all mixed in  thoroughly.

Now comes the hard part that either makes or breaks the sauce. Over a medium heat, we want to reduce the sauce while it cooks so we have to make sure that we stir it every two to three minutes so it doesn't burn. I remember that we used an egg timer while I was growing up as a constant reminder of when the sauce needed to be stirred again. And we would even take turns stirring it too, that is when we weren't fighting over who turn it actually was.

Add once the sauce began to boil around the edges again, we had to get a grown up to reduce the heat to a slow simmer.  Then they also tossed in a pinch or two of baking soda or four tablespoons of sugar.

A word of warning here, if you use decide baking soda, be very careful and don't over do it. As too much baking soda will totally ruin your sauce. That's why I prefer using sugar instead. Since the taste is only altered slightly if you use too much or too little, plus the sauce is never ruined in the process. Though using either ingredient will help reduce the acidity level of the sauce as it cooks. And also makes it much sweeter too in the process, in a partially covered pot so the steam can vent.

Now all we have to do is stir our sauce occasionally every eight to ten minutes for the next four to six hours. And during the holidays, we usually have two or three pots going at the same time. As one or two of them were for the meatballs and Eggplant Parmesan, while a third pot was usually reserved for the Sausage and Chicken Parmesan. Because the meatball pots usually tended to get a bit over crowded once all the meatballs are added in.

This also gives us a little wiggle room to ladle out some of the extra sauce that we used to prepare our Eggplant Parmesan and Chicken Parmesan with. Right before we put them in the oven to start baking.. 

Fay was a milf and she loved to watch me jerk off and inhale the pungent aroma of my spunk.

 My friend's girlfriend Tabi brings her younger sister along for a visit and the rest is history. 

And I was standing right behind my Math Teacher's back too.

Read about some other things that you can do in a bus stop, besides just waiting for your bus.

While growing up, It was static electricity that casue a few silk items to cling to my underware.

Even though Fay gave me a few tainted samples. It was Suzan who gave me a true sample.

Suzan and I met in early May of 1977 through a mutual friend named Clyde. And on the Thursday night Suzan and I met, Tabi short for Tabitha who was Clyde's girlfriend of a few months. Brought her younger sister Suzan over for a visit, and this was the first time that I saw either young lady. But my heart still pounded wildly inside my chest nonetheless.

Suzan had dark brown hair that ended along the bottom edge of her low hanging, orange-sized breasts. She stood right around five foot six inches tall and weighed about 140 pounds or so. Suzan also had dark brown eyes that matched her hair perfectly.

While Tabi was just a few inches taller than her younger sister at around five foot eight inches tall. Though Tabi was just a little bit lighter then her sister was, as she tipping the scale right around 120 or 130 pounds. She also had light brown hair that was just as long as Suzan’s darker colored hair was.

But Tabi’s windows into her soul were her light brown colored eyes. And they had this mesmerizing effect on me whenever I looked at her and into them. It was almost like me and Tabi were connecting on a level that was much deeper than just a normal surface attraction was ever meant to be.

Though we still had an hour or so before dinner, Chaz allowed us to stop working early since we had guests. After dinner, instead of going back to work, the six of us all sat around the kitchen table. And we chatted about this, that and the other thing for a long while. Until Chaz turned up the heat and stated. “Fay has to campho my phenique four or five times every week.” 

Having absolutely no clue what Chaz was talking about, the four of us younger folks just looked at each other. All I knew was that not too long ago and seven days a week. I had to take my cock out and jerk off in front of his wife. Plus all of the other naughty things that Fay wanted me to do for her, but I also mainly did them for me too. 

And each time my eyes met Chaz’s he had a smug looking smile on his face. But when I gazed upon Fay’s face, she blushed and her pale cheeks started to turn red. Because she also knew what I did and what we’ve done in the past together. And what I would gladly do for her, if she only asked me to play our cock and muff games again.

After about twenty minutes or so of stares, smirks, and giggles, as all eyes kept darting back and forth from face to face. Chaz finally cleared his throat and asked Clyde this very frank question. “When was the last time that you had your campho-phenique’d?”

Clyde, staring deep into Tabi's eyes replied, “Yesterday afternoon, after school.”

And after Clyde’s response, Tabi punched him square in the chest as she narrowed her eyes at him.

Seeing the direction that this conversation was heading, I figured that I was about to be next. So I took those few precious minutes to consider my response. While trying to leave anything regarding Fay out of my answer, as my eyes continued to move from pair to pair. But after a dozen or so possible and witty replies flashed through my head, I finally settled on this brilliant one. 

Since I was still a seventeen year old virgin in the art of women pleasing, I felt that I needed to be truthful in hopes of impressing all the ladies present both young and old. But on the other hand, I was already a three-year veteran of performing self gratification on myself. As well as jerking off in front of Fay for almost four months.

Plus having fantasy sex, all of which were based solely on the many nights I had wet dreams. While I was thinking about Nancy our baby sitter during that time, Miss Robinson, my math teacher, Abby upstairs, and occasionally my English teacher Mrs. Davis.

Along with the many times that I actually stood naked and jerked off for Fay. While in was somewhere in her apartment or out in the front hallway. And Fay was usually just as naked as I was, if not at least partially nude.

But anyway, Nancy was a slightly older woman at eighteen or nineteen years old. With light brown hair that ended an inch or so past the bottom of her cantaloupe-sized tits. Which were also quite a bit larger than my mother’s grapefruit-sized breasts were.

Nancy had hazel eyes like mine and stood about five feet ten inches tall. She also tipped the scale around 150 pounds. And since I was almost fourteen years old at the time, I went to bed with a rock hard cock every Monday night when she watched us.

But a few years later, it was in Mrs. Davis’s second period English class. Where I started taking my cock out and began to play with it. But a week or so later, I began to do it in Miss Robinson’s first period Math class too. Miss Robinson about twice my age when I started school and she made my dick hard every morning I sat in her class.

And that was why I started playing with my swollen cock in Mrs. Davis’s class. Mrs. Davis had cantaloupe-sized breasts, like Nancy did. And she had light brown hair that ended right at the top of those ripe looking melons. Mrs. Davis stood around five foot five inches tall and weighed about 180 pounds. And she had deep penetrating green eyes that practically invited me to penetrate them and her.

But it was that I was beginning to have fantasies about Mrs. Davis instead of Miss Robinson. Who was actually the teacher that made my dick hard everyday in school. So I simply started playing with my dick where it all began, in Miss Robinson’s first period Math class too. But also because of that, I had to visit the boy’s room in-between classes, just to give myself a quick release.

Miss Robinson had dark brown hair that I assumed was very long. At least it looked that way, since I never saw it down or loose in the four years I sat in her classroom. And she stood about six foot tall, which was just a few inches taller than my five foot nine or ten inch frame was.

Plus Miss Robinson looked like she weighed about 140 pounds and had brown eyes that matched her hair color perfectly. Miss Robinson also had apple-sized breasts and wore glasses that were suspended by a golden colored chain around her long, lovely and fully exposed neck.

Anyway, I first met Nancy; she came over to our house one day after school for an interview for a babysitter position. I answered the door the day she knocked, as said. “Hello, I'm Nancy and here to be your babysitter.”

But I quickly said. “My mother was home and we don’t need a babysitter right now.”

And Nancy just patted me on the head before saying. “You’re a cute one aren’t you? Maybe I should talk to your mother then.”

At Nancy's gentle and tender touch, I started to feel my dick grow hard in my pants for the very first time. So I called out for my mother and quickly ran away from the door, because I didn't know what was happening to my little pecker. And Nancy soon became the first non-family member babysitter that we had for the next three years. 

I’m sorry for running off at the keyboards, but I had to try and squeeze in my early stories about Nancy, Miss Robinson, Mrs. Davis, Abby and Fay in. Because that afternoon, it all started with Nancy and the day she gave me my first boner. Then I started jerking off while I was thinking about her. And when I started high school, it was Mrs. Davis and Miss Robinson that started to take her place.

But if it wasn’t for Fay, who was the first woman to actually watch me jerking off. And she enjoyed it too. But if it wasn’t for those four ladies, I wouldn’t be the person that I am today.

Anyway, I think I’ll get back to the story at hand. Finally Chaz asked me, “When was the last time I had my campho-phenique'd?”

And I slowly replied, “Not yet, but I'm very hopeful.” As I looked directly at Suzan and quickly glanced towards Fay, before I turned my eyes back in Suzan’s direction.

Then Chaz, Fay, and Clyde all broke out in roaring laughter as Suzan's mouth hung gaping open this time, and Tabi just snickered. But I still had no idea what the heck Chaz and Fay were talking about.

I just hoped that they weren’t trying to get me to spill the beans that I’ve seen Fay naked or in various forms of undress. And in every room in her apartment too, not to mention all the times out in Chaz’s van too

Plus I was pretty sure that Clyde also knew, but not about me playing naked parlor tricks with his mother. I just hoped that Tabi and Suzan were just as clueless as I was. At least that's what I was reading in their eyes anyway.

And after what seemed like hours passed, actually only about ten minutes or so went by, Chaz stated, “Sometimes Fay would suck on my twizzler all night.”

At that point, I thought that I had it all figured out until Fay responded, “Only because Chaz doesn't like it when I bite his twizzler.”

Then after another few minutes of laughter passed, Chaz asked Tabi. “Have you seen Clyde's twizzler yet?”

And silently snickering to myself and using my inside voice, I said. “No, but Fay has seen mine, many times.”

But again, I was really clueless and hoped that both Suzan and Tabi were also. Suzan even tried to excuse herself before she was asked that very same question, but she wasn’t fast enough and didn't get away too far.

And because Tabi still didn’t answer Chaz’s last question, he continued by asking. “Suzan, did Clyde ever show you his twizzler?”

Now it was Tabi's turn to have her mouth hang open in disbelief when Suzan's responded with “No, and I'm not seeing anyone's twizzler right now.”

But it was Suzan’s reply that caused my ears as well as my cock to perk right up. And what happened next, I thought was textbook buzz kill or cock blocking on Chaz’s part, when he said. “Clyde, take Tabi and Suzan into the living room and show them your twizzler!”

First they both stared at each other for a few moments, and it was now my turn with my mouth hanging open. After the girls returned, they didn't say a word. For about the next five minutes, their eyes just darted back and forth between Clyde, Chaz and each other. And I kept trying to ask what they saw, but all of my pleas fell upon deaf ears. 

Finally, Chaz broke the silence when he said. “Fay, take Fred in the bathroom and campho his phenique.”

And ever since before my seventeenth birthday, I always hoped that Fay would be the woman who would campo my phenique. Or as I thought Chaz was referring too, bust my cherry. But a few months after we I started dating, it was Suzan who got that honor. And she was a few years my junior too. 

As I gave Chaz the stink eye, and silently asked myself. “Why now? We’ve been naked all over this house and out in public too, why now?” 

But Fay took my hand and whispered quite loudly in my ear. “Don't worry, it won't hurt and I'll be gentle. Because I know it's your first time.”

And just before I got up to follow her she added. “I've been doing this for years now and have lots of experience doing this sort of thing.” 

Again, as I silently asked myself, “Then why didn’t you pop my cherry months ago. When we started playing our cock and muff game?”

Once Fay and I left the kitchen, she continued saying with a louder than normal voice. “Fred, for your first time, you want an experienced woman don't you?”

Then she finished saying in a voice, loud enough to still be heard in the kitchen “This isn’t work for amateurs or girls to take care of.” 

As I silently said, using my inside voice. “We could have already been doing this a long time ago, if you didn’t have your stupid rules. And I couldn’t touch you or get any of my cum on you either.”

Once we arrived in the bathroom, Fay locked the door and said in a whisper. “I know that we’ve done a lot more than this in the past. But just say my name every few seconds and throw in some oooh's, aaah’s and some right there. Along with a few, that’s the spot sprinkled in too.”

Then Fay showed me a bottle of Champo-phenique in the medicine cabinet. And we were only in there a few minutes. When we heard someone else trying to get in the bathroom and after another few minutes passed, we heard Suzan's voice shout out. “Damn, I wanted to be his first one.” 

As Suzan stammered away, Fay and I continued this new and milder version of our little game for another five minutes or so. Then right before we left the bathroom, Fay said. “Don’t say anything about what happened in here or what we have done in the past.”

After we get back in the kitchen, just keep moving your eye back and forth between Chaz’s and mine. And even though I could have very easily used this rare opportunity to try and blackmail Fay into starting up our little cock and muff game again.

Only this time without any of Fay’s rules or restrictions, but I just simply let it pass by the wayside. Because I wasn’t wired that way and if Fay wanted to start playing again, I was willing to continue doing so on her terms.

Also shortly after Fay and I got back and a few more minutes of darting eyes passed. Chaz said. “Fay, now take Fred in the living room and suck on his twizzler.”

Even though my little red-headed whore was down on her knees many times while I jerked off, inches away from her. She never once stuck my dick in her mouth and started sucking on it. But if this turned out to be anything like the bathroom was earlier. I wouldn’t be surprised.

And as the girls both started to giggle, Chaz continued with. “I'll bring the girls in the bathroom so they can both campho my phenique”

Now it was my turn to snicker, as both girls left the kitchen with Chaz arm in arm. While Fay and I headed out to the living room as well, leaving Clydein the kitchen all by himself, I asked. “Clyde, do you want to come in and watch?”

But he quickly snapped back. “No, I have to watch my mother suck my father's twizzler every other night, so I think I'll pass.”

Since Fay and I came back first and about five minutes before Chaz, Tabi and Suzan did. Fay was still sucking on the same red twizzler that she showed me in the living room.

While Clyde and I were sitting there chatting, Suzan punched me in the arm before she sat down and spouted. “You could have at least warned me.”

Then I quickly replied. “But Fay told me not too, so I didn’t.”

With that said, Suzan gave me another punch in the arm. After which, I simply replied. “It's not like you’re my girlfriend or anything.”

But Suzan quickly snapped back “I could be though.”

Then I quickly said. “If you were my girlfriend, I would campho your phenique whenever you wanted me to.”

And Suzan, just as quickly responded with. “If you were my boyfriend, I would suck on your twizzler whenever you asked me too.”

And as if we were both thinking the exact same thing at the same time we both said, “Deal.”

Even though I knew that I was just thinking with my seventeen year old mind at the time or at least with my seventeen year old boner anyway. I just said. “One heart, one mind, as two people become one.”

Then Chaz, Fay, Clyde and Tabi were all laughing their asses off during that entire exchange between me and Suzan. Nonetheless; we wound up keeping that little phrase plus a few others during our relationship and the marriage that followed. 

Chaz and Fay taught us more then the power of words that night. We also learned that it's not only the words you use it's also how you use them. Besides “campho phenique” and “twizzler,” I started looking for other ones that I could use too. Plus I looked at everything from that point on searching for additional items that could hold a secret, double or a duel meaning.

Also I was looking for words that I could easily use as dirty double entendre. Or words that in someone’s own mind could be easily cultivated into a dirty thought. Because their mind would produce all of the manure that I needed to fertilize the seeds that I plant and allow them to grow.

Then all I had to do was just nurture that seed a little by adding a couple of normal words before or after it. And that would give their mind a nudge in my desired direction. Plus that could range anywhere from either being a bit risqué to no doubt that was totally risqué. 

Then I had the pleasure of being able to drive the girl's home from Clyde's house that night, with Chaz riding shotgun. And since they lived in the opposite direction from my house, though, it was still the same distance away. I was able to get some extra driving time in as well.

Many thanks go out to Clyde for introducing me to Tabi. And a special thanks to Tabi for allowing Suzan to tag along with her that night. For Suzan who would much sooner than later, make a man out of me by finally busting my cherry.

And finally to Chaz and Fay for showing me the power of words and providing the kindling for the fire that was already burning deep down inside me. As well as teaching me how to drive a car and remodel a house.

Along with a very special thanks and shout out to Fay. Who I would easily start playing our cock and muff games again anytime that she wanted too. Even while Fay had me dressing up as her lady boy and jerking off. Just name the place, date and time, and I will be there 

After school I rode my bike over to Clyde’s, but there was nothing written on the board for us to do. So I turned to Fay, who was cooking burgers and dogs for dinner. Plus she was also boiling water for homemade macaroni and potato salads too. I asked. “Any idea what Chaz wants us to do today?”

She simply said. “Chaz had to go into work for a rush job and wanted us to wait for the licensed plumber to arrive. Then take him downstairs and show him where all of the new water meters were going for the six apartments.”

Then after adding the elbow macaroni and potato cubes into the pots of boiling water, Fay continued saying. “So the plumber could hang the meters and change out all the old lines coming in from the street. Then connect them to the proper meter. And connect them to the new hot water heaters, along with the lines running upstairs.”

So Clyde and I decided to play a little card game called 500 card rummy on the front porch while we waited for him.

But because the plumber or Chaz didn’t show up before dinner, Fay brought our food out to us. And when the dude finally showed up, I had to excuse myself for bathroom break. So I asked Clyde to take him down stairs and I would join them there shortly.

But before I got there, Chaz made it home and sent Clyde back upstairs. And we were each given a walkie-talkie and told to crack the cold water valves slightly when we were told to do so. Then wait until they were ready before we did the same with the hot water lines. After five successful tests were completed, it was time to call it a night. And since it was Chaz’s turn to let me drive home, Clyde tagged long for the ride too.

Along the drive, Chaz said. “Tomorrow, I want you guys to stud and sheet-rock the walls where the new third floor shower surround is going to go. And if you have time, start taping and mudding the seams and the screw dimples.” 

After I got home, parked in front of the house, and unloaded my bike. I stopped and talked to my family members that were still awake for a few minute before retiring for the evening. And because there wasn’t a boner in my recent past or in my near future either, I had no problem falling fast asleep. But again and as usual, because I was dreaming about the good old days with Fay, Nancy or one of my teachers, and I woke up with a fistful of dick.

So off to the showers I went to remedy that. And since I didn’t have to carry my trash can in with me, I had plenty of room to bring my clothes in with me this time. Then while I was taking my shower, I decided to bring two plain cheese sandwiches to school along with a bag of chips and a can of soda for lunch. 

And while I was in school, I decided to skip jerking off after Mrs. Davis’s class. Because I didn’t want to give the vice principle the same excuse, when and if I was late to Mrs. Grant’s class again today. So I decided to only bust a nut after Miss Robinson’s math class. But I still had to basically run to my English class and just managed to sit down as the bell started sounding. So at least for today, I was safe and didn’t have to see one of the vice principals.

After school, I made a little pit stop at the corner store before continuing my journey. Because I wanted to gather a few pranks, like the ones that Chaz and Fay pulled on us last week. Just in case the girls stopped over again Thursday night. 

And when I got there, I asked. “Fay, could I stash these in the living room and would you please help me prank the girls the next time they stopped by?” 

With only a brief pause, Fay replied. “I can, but I need to let Chaz in on the pranks too.”

After a short pause myself, I reluctantly agreed to her terms and put my can of Planters peanuts and Jack Links beef jerky in one of the end tables in the living room. And now that the stage was set, I grabbed my coveralls before going into the bathroom to change.

When I got upstairs, Chaz and Clyde already had the wall between the shower and the commode built and just starting to sheet rock the shower side of it. So Chaz told me to start mixing the mortar for the shower pan and when they were done hanging the ceiling, he could pour it. But we just barely got that done before the girls showed up unexpectedly. 

And when Fay came upstairs to give Clyde and me the good news, Chaz didn’t seem too enthused about it, because it was only Tuesday and the girls weren’t expected. But just like any other bump in the road, he just said that we would be down in about an hour or so. Then with the shower pan in place, we very carefully finished sheet rocking the walls without stepping on it, before going down stairs.

And almost as soon as we got there and the girls said hello to Chaz, Fay pulled him off to the side. As I guessed that she was telling him about my two pranks that were stashed in the living room. But little did I know that the girls also brought a prank with them too, and it was currently baking in the oven.

And when it was finished, it was going to be a hot and juicy cherry pie. Also because we weren’t expecting them, I secretly said to myself, “My trap is set and my prey now sits waiting.”

Then Clyde and I said hello before we kissed our girlfriends. But I only gave Suzan a peck on the cheek, our first actual kiss, as Clyde put a lip lock on Tabi like there was no tomorrow.

Then Suzan, seeing that, crossed her arms over her orange-sized chest and started tapping her foot on the floor. And I got the message loud and clear. So I planted a lip lock on Suzan, just like Clyde did to Tabi.

Plus I decided to wait and spring my trap after our pizza arrived and we finished eating it. Then the six of us sat down at the table and started chatting. But when the doorbell rang we all shouted, “Pizza Time.”

The girls helped Fay set the table, while Clyde and I went to the door to help Chaz. Between the six of us, we polished off three, of the four pies that Fay ordered. With me and Clyde eating more then our fair share and Clyde eating two more slices then I did.

After dinner, and about fifteen minutes of idle chit chat later, I asked Fay. ‘Would you like a handful full of my warm salty nuts?”

Fay quickly answered. “Sure even though I just had both hands full of Chaz's nuts last night, I'll try yours today.”

And Suzan quickly chimed in with. “If anyone is going to be holding Fred's nuts it should be me, since I'm his girlfriend now.”

Then Chaz just about fell out of his chair laughing, while Clyde and Tabi tried to hide their giggles and snickers behind their hands. Plus Suzan tried to grab my arm as Fay and I both got up. But Clyde and Tabi just couldn’t hold out any longer and soon joined Chaz who was still laughing.

When Suzan turned the corner, and saw Fay grabbing a handful of Planter's Peanuts out of a can, instead of my jeans. All I could see was Suzan’s face start to turn red, after Fay handed the can back to me. Plus I also got a punch in the arm for all of my trouble when I tried to kiss Suzan afterwards. 

Since Clyde had already spilled the beans and told Tabi about my little peanut prank. In turn, Tabi told Clyde about their cherry pie. I had also hoped that Clyde also told Tabi about my beef jerky prank too. But later I found out, that he forgot to mention it. Plus I waited a little too long before I sprang my second surprise too.

Both Tabi and Suzan, asked Chaz. “Would you like to stick your finger in our cherry pie?”

Then Suzan continued with. “Mine’s hot and juicy too.”

And being the naive 17-year-old virgin that I was, I quickly chimed in with. “I’ll stick my finger in your cherry pie, Suzan.”

 
Then once everyone started laughing, Tabi pulled the hot and juicy cherry pie out of the oven. And put it on the table right in front of Chaz. Who quickly inserted his index finger up to the second knuckle. Then as he very slowly pulled his finger out, and before he started sucking on it, he said. “Girls, your cherry pie is not only hot and juicy, but it's also sweet too.”

Again everyone else was laughing except for me, so I excused myself and headed off to the bathroom. When I returned, a little over ten minutes later purely for effect purposes only, I asked Tabi. “Would you like to see my freshly jerked beef?”

But Tabi quickly responded with. “I don't think so, but Suzan might?”

I knew that Clyde didn't tell her about it, like he did with the peanuts. But Fay without a moment's hesitation piped up and said. “Fred, I want to see it.”

Although Fay has actually seen me jerking my beef several times in the past, Suzan didn’t know that. Even still she didn’t want to be out done by the older woman, so Suzan quickly said. “I want to see it too.”

So I took both Fay and Suzan into the living room, where I presented Fay with a bag of beef jerky. Then right in front of Fay, I got a second punch in the arm from Suzan. And when the three of us returned to the kitchen we were still laughing.

Then for the rest of the night, the six of us sat at the table we continued chatting as we ate pie, peanuts and beef jerky. And while we were all having fun and sitting there, we simply lost track of time. Then before we knew it, we had to go and quickly too.

During that chat, and again on the way to drop the girls off, I found out what Suzan's school schedule was. What time she left her house, when she returned and which way she walked back and forth. And I informed Suzan about my class schedule as well.

So on Tuesdays and Thursdays after gym class, I had enough time to ride my bike to Suzan’s school and walk her home. Then on Thursday afternoon when I arrived at Suzan's school, I found the door where she told me to wait for her at. And when Suzan exited the schoolhouse and saw me. She had a big smile on her face and said. “You made it.”'

Then I quickly said. “I wouldn't miss it for the world.”

Then Suzan continued by saying. “Good and I have a surprise for you too.”

And she gave me a big hug and a wet sloppy kiss. As we walked home, she said. “Let’s stop here for a few minutes.”

And it was a bus stop that was currently empty. But we stopped there anyway. When we sat down, Suzan said. “Here, hold my notebook.”

And as I did so, Suzan undid my belt and unbuttoned the front of my pants, and then she said. “Use my notebook to block the view, if someone walks or drives by.”

And right there, on the street out in the open, Suzan had my hard cock in her hand and she was stroking it. She was giving me a hand job while cars, trucks, and even a school bus passed by. And I was still partially in shock, as well as totally excited by Suzan's boldness.

So it didn't take long for me to cum all over her wonderful hand. And while it was exploding in her grasp. Suzan pulled some napkins out from her coat pocket.

And once I was finished spewing, Suzan started wiping off her hand. When she was finished, Suzan handed me the cum soaked napkins and said. “Get up, we got to go now, or I’ll be late.”

So I quickly stashed the soiled napkins in my pocket, buttoned up my pants and buckled my belt. Then I continued to walk Suzan home with a limp dick and a pocked full of soiled napkins. And Suzan gave me my very first non self induced hand job.

And then just as quickly I started thinking about Suzan. And was it cheating on her, if I thought about other women while I was jerking off. Even if it was only fantasy cheating whenever I daydreamed about Nancy, Miss Robinson or Mrs. Davis. Since it was only in my mind, but Fay was a whole other matter. Because we did have history together and it was more than once too.

You see, for almost three months me and Fay were playing this cock and muff game of hers. Where I would show Fay my cock or jerk off for her a half dozen times a day. Then in return, Fay would sometimes show me her pale white and freckled apple orchard of her fiery red bush. And every time I ejaculated, Fay needed to inhale the aroma of my sperm. Plus it didn’t matter if her husband (Chaz) or son (Clyde) were home or not.

So after I thought about it for a little while, well less then ten minutes anyway. I decided that it was only cheating if any part of my body entered any part of their body. And since none of that happened between me and Fay. Thinking about her and what we did, wasn’t cheating. It was just reminiscing about old times and days gone bye.

Also because there was no such thing as thought police and if their ever was. Almost everyone in the world would be in jail for what they were thinking. And all of us guys would get hard time, no pun intended. For what we actually thought about doing to the women that we saw, ran into or worked around on a daily basis.

Plus in my particular case, it also raised another dilemma. Was I really into Suzan, if I was constantly dreaming about having sex with other women? Especially her older sister Tabi or whenever I was thinking back to mine and Fay’s cock and muff game.

And that I truly wanted to play that game with Fay anytime she wanted to start it up again? And I spent a lot of time thinking about those questions than I did working the rest of the night.

Even as I drove myself home, with Fay riding shotgun. I couldn’t keep a single thought in my brain that would give me a hard on. And during the night, my cock stayed soft for the first time since met Nancy at the door almost three years ago. Then as my alarm clock started going off and woke me. It hailed in the beginning of a new day and Tuesday morning.

But first things first though. I marked off anther day on my bedside calendar before Susan’s release from captivity and got ready for school. And even though I had the rare opportunity of staring at Miss Robinson’s ass in math class for almost all of first period.

Because she spent most of the class writing on the board, my cock also remained soft all day. So I guess that this cheating thing stilled weighed heavy on my mind and the blood simply refused to rush down and fill my penis.

But as soon as I caught a glimpse of Suzan exiting her school, I got an immediate erection. Maybe it was because of the bus stop, or that Suzan was the first person, other than me, to actually touch my penis. Although when it was hard Fay did come close a couple of times, she never actually touched it.

But Fay did bury her face and nose in my nut sack twice. And she liked to very slowly walk her hand up my inner thigh. Whenever I sat bottom-less at the table and we were eating with her son and husband. 

So I guess that I had the answer to my second dilemma too. And even though I was having these constant wet dreams about having sex with other women, none of them actually materialized. Although Tabi and Fay headed that list and they were both closely followed by Nancy and Miss. Robinson. So I guess that I was really into Suzan.

Because while Suzan and I were walking arm in arm to her house. The farther we walked away from her school, the harder my cock got. Because Suzan’s hip was constantly rubbing against mine, the more difficult it became to continue walking. Then when we reached the bus stop, since I was in so much pain. I had to ask Suzan to hold my bike for a minute. And I reached into my jeans to make an adjustment to my package, mainly to my cock.

And when I did so, I let out a little sigh of relief. Suzan being ever so curious grabbed the front of my pants and said. “I see that you have a big problem in my hand again. It’s just too bad that we don’t have the time to do anything about it.”

But Suzan still gave me a kiss on the cheek before she continued saying. “Maybe when you come over Saturday night, I’ll see what I can do to help you out.”

And I simply replied. “I don’t think this can wait until then.”

Suzan quickly said. “You can take your bike back now.”

But when I put my hand over Suzan’s, she was still flexing it slightly over my jeans and swollen cock. And I tried to kiss her lips. She moved her hand and turned away from me giggling.

And when I asked, “What’s so funny?”

Suzan just said. “You’ll see.”

When I dropped Suzan off at our usual corner, she let me kiss her this time. And it was just a quick one too. Then before she put her hand over my swollen cock and flexed it again, Suzan said. “I hope that you have another one of these for me to play with on Saturday.”

But when I tried to push my body tighter against Suzan’s hand, she quickly backed away from me. And in doing so, Suzan broke our lip lock before she finally said. “I want you to think about me while you’re pleasuring yourself tonight. Because I’ll be thinking about you, while I’m doing the same.” 

Then Suzan turned on her heals and headed home. And because of her, Suzan left me standing there on the street corner with a huge bulge still in my pants. Plus it was also the first boner that I had today. And I wanted to jerk off while I was thinking about Suzan. But I wanted to do in the bus stop, our bus stop. And the one that Suzan jerked me off in a couple of weeks ago. But because I was running late, I had to get over to Clyde’s house and start working.

So after slow hard ride over to Clyde’s, with the boner Suzan left me with. When I got there it was ancient history by the time I stripped out of my jeans and t-shirt. Then I threw on my coveralls and grabbed my tools, before I headed to the front of the house and to the master closet on the first floor.

But to be quite honest with you, I spent most of the time thinking of Suzan’s giggles then the work that I was suppose to be doing. Man and you wouldn’t believe the scenarios that I came up with while I was trying to work. Here’s just a small taste of what I came up with.

Suzan was going to greet me at the door either totally naked or at least partially naked. Suzan was going to give me a either a hand job or a blow job right there in the front doorway. Or me and Suzan were going to hump like rabbits all night long.

But in any case, all of that thinking about Suzan only made my dick hard. And even though I was still an entire work area behind Clyde, because I was doing more thinking that working yesterday. 

I decided to make a mad dash all the way up to the third floor and to the bathroom with no walls. Instead of simply using the closer bathroom in Chaz and Fay’s apartment, but I didn’t want Fay to catch me jerking off again. Because if she did and wanted to start playing again, I didn’t think I could handle it right now. Especially with all the thinking about cheating that I’ve been doing.

Anyway, up on the third floor, in the bathroom with no walls. I quickly rubbed out my latest boner. Then after an equally quick clean up and leak, a little over five minutes tops. I was back to work on the first floor in no time. And about fifteen minutes after I returned, Chaz came in with a load of copper pipes and his big bag of tools.

Then Chaz started running pipes through the first two areas while I continued working on the third and fourth one. Chaz decided to use three quarter inch copper pipes for the main hot and cold lines running up from the basement water meter to each apartment. Then reduce those down to half inch to increase the water pressure in each unit.

And a couple of times during that process, Chaz had me stop to give him and hand while he went either upstairs or downstairs to connect and soldered the lines together. Then chaz connected a garden hose to a special fitting that he also installed on both pipes. 

The purpose for that was so that he could run water through the new pipes and check for leaks while we were eating dinner. Then once we came back from dinner, and discovered no leaks, Chaz told me to seal off the two areas before I quit for the night and moved on to work with Clyde for the rest of the evening.

But because Chaz and Clyde were still working when I left, Fay had to give me another ride home. Or ride shotgun while I drove myself home. Even though I tried thinking about the many times we did this before. And I was totally naked and jerking off for Fay. I couldn’t get a boner to save my ass.

I even thought about the time Fay had me jerk off on the sidewalk and lick it up. Before she would unlock the van and left me back in. And let me tell you. Being completely naked down on your hands and knees in a strange neighborhood and licking sperm off the sidewalk. Was one of the most thrilling and exciting things that Fay had me doing.

Plus she even sent me back to lick the sidewalk three more times before she finally let me back in the van. And I think she only did so, because I was sporting another boner. Then I had to jerk off for her again, inside the van this time.

Just so she could inhale my spent seed. But it’s been a long time since we played those games. And the way I was feeling, along with the thoughts that I’ve been having lately. I seriously doubted that I would even consider picking up where Fay and I left off.  

Anyway, when I got home I cleaned up, grabbed something to eat and went straight to bed. But despite Fay, all I could think about was Suzan greeting me at the door of her babysitting gig completely naked when I saw her again Saturday night. 

Matter of fact, I had that same exact dream twice during the night. And both times I woke up stroking my rigid shaft until it exploded in my hands. 

But over the weeks since I met Suzan, I have gotten a whole lot smarter. Because I added a box of Kleenex tissues to my bedside table which was right below my calendar. At least this way, I figured that my chest; stomach and abdomen wouldn’t be so sticky in the morning when I woke up. That is when I remembered to use them, which I usually didn’t.

And when my alarm clock wet off, I opened my eyes to a beautiful Wednesday morning. I marked off another day, took a shower, made a quick lunch, grabbed a snack for the trip and rode my bike to school. Then at school and in math class, I had an even stranger dream that involved Miss Robinson.

She was seated at her desk in front of the whole class completely naked. And she was showing the entire class, mostly the girls, how to pleasure themselves. But in one of my earlier dreams this year, Miss Robinson had me show the entire class, mostly the guys how to get rid of an erection. If the ever got one in class, like I did almost every day.

But I never had a chance to finish the first dream in class either, because the dam bell rang before I could finish it. So in order to relieve the boner it produced, I quickly headed off to the boy’s bathroom on my way to my next class. 

Only this time, and for the first time in a since Fay ended our cock and muss games. I sat there in the stall completely naked while I jerked off. And I don’t know how or why. But I somehow managed to go the rest of the day both in school and later at Clyde’s house without another hard on.

When I got to Clyde’s house after school, I finally finished cleaning up my last area just as Chaz and Clyde came in with a huge spool of wire encased in a metal jacket. Then we ran three individual cables from the basement, with one line ending on each floor where the new circuit breaker boxes were going to go. 

And in another cost saving measure, me, Chaz and Clyde ran all the wires and installed the junction boxes for all the light switches and plugs. Then Chaz hired an electrician to actually do all the hookups and fix any mistakes that we made a couple of days before the inspector was due to arrive. Now with another day and night down the tubes, it was time to drive myself home again. And guess what, my old cock and muff buddy was sitting in the shotgun seat again.

Even with that, I still only had one hard on all day. But my night was a whole other story. You see, tomorrow was Thursday and I was going o see Suzan again. And I wanted to see Suzan naked and I wanted her to bust the cherry of this 17 year old virgin too. So I dreamt of her doing just that, three times to be exact.

Again Suzan greeted me at the totally naked and the first time, Suzan and I had sex on the floor right in the middle of the living room. But because it was my very first time, I only lasted a little over a minute. And that’s about how long it took me to bust my first nut all over my chest and stomach in bed too.

But the second time Suzan and I were still completely naked and we walked up to the master bedroom and fucked right in the home-owners bed with the door wide open. Not thinking that one of the kids that Suzan was watching would wake up and catch us. But we were young, in love and thinking with our anatomy instead of our brains. But back in bed, this time I managed to last for a little over three minutes before I came all over myself again.

And the third time, Suzan and I went back downstairs where she gave me a blowjob in the exact same spot that we made love earlier in the evening. Only this time I came so hard that I got some on my face and in my mouth too. On a good note though, I was stroking my blood-filled shaft for well over five minutes before I spattered my face with my homemade man mayonnaise. And I gobbled up every drop too.

When my alarm wet off Thursday morning I was literally covered from throat to nuts with boy butter that was still a little bit tacky to the touch. And I don’t remember what time I actually stopped jerking off, but it felt like I was pulling my pud all night long.

None the less I got up, even though I was still quite a bit groggy and marked off another day off until Suzan’s freedom. Then I jumped in the shower and clean up before I just let the hot water cascade over my body until the snooze alarm went off again. Signaling that I had to leave for school and soon too. So with no lunch and snack in hand, I jumped on my bike and rode to school. And during the entire time I was at school, I didn’t have or get any stray boners. Not even in Miss. Robinson’s class.

But when I saw Suzan later that afternoon, all of that changed. And she was wearing a light or pale green dress. It was almost or maybe a little lighter then sea green in color. And it just barely covered up her knees. Suzan also wore a pair of low white socks or at least they were rolled down to her ankles and a pair of tennis shoes.

After Suzan hugged and kissed me, she let out a very low giggle and asked. “Do you like my dress? I wore it especially for you today.”

So I quickly replied, “Yes I do and pastel green is one of my favorite colors along with purple and pink.”

And that caused Suzan to start giggling again. So when I asked. “What’s so funny?”

Suzan simply said. “You’ll see.”

We walked arm in arm until we stopped at that oh so familiar bus stop again. And I quickly thought that I was going to get another highway handjob, but Suzan had something else in mind altogether. And that’s when Suzan suddenly said. “Kiss me.”

So when I quickly did so, I also grabbed a fist full of Suzan’s long and lovely dark brown curls at the same time. Then Suzan then took my free hand and placed it up under her dress, where I soon discovered that she was clean shaven and wasn’t wearing any panties underneath her pale green dress.

And I thought about Suzan walking to school panty-less and spending the entire day that way too. Plus I even thought about Suzan flashing her classmates along with her teachers while she was sitting there in class, thinking of me. Just like I’ve been trying to flash my cock for Miss. Robinson, Mrs. Davis and for the girls who’ve been sitting next to me in class all year.

As I was feeling my way around and probing her delicate womanhood, Suzan was gently rubbing my quickly growing rigid shaft through my jeans. Then once I found the opening to her inner folds, I inserted the tip of my middle finger deep inside her. And that caused Suzan to quickly break our lip lock, right before she pulled both my hands free at the same time.

Now with me standing there totally dumbfounded and with my mouth still wide open, Suzan put my moistened with her juices covered digit in my mouth and she said. “Now this is just a taste of what I have in store for you on Saturday, so don’t be late. We got to go now, or I’ll be late.”

Then Suzan simply giggled for the rest of our journey. And we were walking arm in arm again all the way to our drop off corner, as we called it. Once we arrived at our destination and still with a little giggle left in her voice. Suzan gave me another kiss before saying. “See you on Saturday.”

And Suzan’s fresh from the womb juices were much sweeter than Fay’s were. I guessed that because both times that I sampled Fay’s, hers were diluted or mixed with fresh spunk of Fred. Or my own freshly spilled seed.