#98373 - It was a Saturday, so it wasn’t exactly early then; I told him I’d be there about 10, which give me about an hour and a half to maybe play something, or read something – can’t remember which I did now – get ready and get over there. There was nothing I could do to conceal my defilement of them; my only option was to take them with me and hope against hope she wouldn’t notice the next morning that a pair of her underwear had gone. As soon as my cock began to soften up I started pissing square in the centre of the bowl, then put my cock back in my shorts, cleaned the spunk off the rim with a piece of toilet paper, flushed the toilet and went back in my room to see that I had a text from Matt, asking when I was coming over.