I guess I didn’t mind. I never expected to come home either. Two days after I moved home, I saw her sitting, with a towel wrapped around her, and sh... was staring at the floor. Sara wasn’t moving and to be honest she wasn’t doing a thing. That made me a little curious. Was something wrong, I asked myself? I kind of shrugged my shoulders and continued on to the room, Sara’s old one as a matter of fact, and I put on some boxers and pants before heading back to the bathroom. Again I walked by her. “Save it lad, we’ve got all night,” laughed Hannah when we parted. Once we were inside their spacious flat, with two bedrooms, Hannah got up and waddled over to the fridge in the corner of the lounge. I admire her huge ass as she bent down to retrieve a bottle of wine. Brandy went over to the kitchen area for some glasses. When I reached for one she waggled her finger. “Ah ah, matey. You’ve got to earn it. And us.” “Oh yeah? How?” “You know what our favourite film is? The Full Monty!” Hannah. We entered a small classroom, and there appeared to be at least twenty nursing students watching me intently as I was wheeled to the center staging area. The students were actually closer than in most classrooms, so that the front row was barely five feet away. The seats were formed in a semicircular pattern, with the staging area at it's focus. They all had notebooks and cassette recorders, and many were using a video camera as well.I was taken from the wheelchair and while in a standing. Her mom needed to go the bathroom, and said she was sorry, but it was an emergency. We were quickly trying to figure out to say, or if we wanted to wait for her to say something. I guess she just thought one person was in there. After about thirty seconds, she noticed that there were two set of undergarments on the floor, and looked in the shower. She didn't say anything, but she was furious," Randy said."She brought my dad in, and he saw too. We told them what happened that first night, and.