So quickly that I had already asked Courtney if her work was hiring. She told me she would ask for me. It was Monday. I was off work. I was bored.... I went to my bedroom and witnessed a mess. It was time for a good cleaning. Jeans and shorts and panties and bras littered the floor - casualties of late nights and bad decisions. I grabbed all the clothes and put them in a pile in a corner to be washed at a later time. Next was the bed. I yanked the pillowcases off the pillow and discarded. ”“Great,” she said. “Looks like you’ve got the makings of a neat group.”“Well, we’ll lose Donna, Clary, and Ardelle this fall as they are off to other colleges,” I informed her. “That will mean we lose our base player, our alto sax, and our second keyboard player. Marianna is a whiz on guitar, I can play rhythm guitar, and Juan is a really great keyboard player. So, we can use a base player at a minimum. A violin player wouldn’t hurt, and neither would another keyboard. In fact, we can usually. 'Lamine walks straight at me. He grabs me and without hesitation he presses his soft lips on mine. I open my mouth and he pushes his tongue inside. At least ten minutes we are exploring each other that way. I hear satisfied moans. He unzips his coat and takes it off without breaking our kiss. I slide my hands under his sweatshirt and feel his hard nipples. More satisfied moans. He follows my example and finds my nipples. Lamine then unbuttons my shirt, loosens my pants. He completely undresses. Ted's tongue was back in my mouth, Michael was blowing Ted who was jerking me off and then moved his finger down to my asshole, teasing it and rimming it with his fingertip. A few minutes later, I saw Ted go to his overnight bag and pull out a gold strip of condoms and start rolling one on. He grabbed the bottle of lube on the nightstand and rubbed a big glob over his cock, the ring of the condom not even a third of the way down and somewhere in between. I figured he would go for Michael until.