I knew they'd hurt me a lot, I didn't want themto kill you before our dads got there. You six are my first real friends,I couldn't let them hurt you. ... know them better than anyone, they arecrazy and would kill us just to make make a point that they were betterthan everyone else. I don?t care that mom is going to be upset that Iwasn?t making any new sperm, Angus will be a dad in a couple of years soit won't matter. You guys matter more."Fiona was firm, adding, "They still hurt the three of you. I think that is a good idea, Karlie. I should have considered that. But you're going to have a hard time quantifying the requirements. The place has to be accredited before we can cover it." Most places like that are," Walt said. "You get a certificate or a diploma, depending on the school. I don't think she's talking about taking a cooking class at the local Y or just a single class on anything. I think she is talking about a career-track vocational education program. Those are usually one- or. As I got there, the bouncer gazed at me with a look that said he wanted to throw me down and have sex with me right there. Of course he couldn't so he just let into the club and I stepped through the door and into a large building full of drinkers and dancers and pulsing with club music. I walked over and sat on a stool by the bar. I was only there for what felt like seconds before a guy strolled on over to me. He looked like he was just a shade under six foot, had an average build and short. Well before there was no turning back I suppose. With a final tussle of emotions I had made up my mind. I responded by undressing in front of him, slowly exposing my nakedness to this man. In an undignified heap on the floor I had discarded my shirt, jeans and shoes. I hesitated just slightly before slowly pulling my boxers down, releasing my now hard cock to Brian's expectant gaze. I bent down to remove my socks, but he halted me. “Leave them on” he ordered. I stood up ready to be inspected,.