The damned fools should have waited until we had come to a wider street where they could all have attacked us at once.As it was, only five or six coul... get to us, and that was by attacking at both ends of our little column. The gang of thugs had clubs and a few knives, but nothing more advanced than that. But, hell, clubs and knives could produce fatal wounds if they could get to you. I shouted for the bodyguards to use their swords, since this was a robbery and not a riot by unarmed civilians.. Even if we ran the same social circles, I still had my own way of making an impact besides being, ‘Gwen’s friend.’ My claim to fame was my ability to complete homework on time and my willingness to share. Even Gwen relied on me for homework and other academic assistance.So when Gwen was accepted to the college of her choice, my dumb self chased right off after her. I gave up prime scholarships at prestigious schools and applied to the same one she did—the unofficial party school of the country.. Dylan was enjoying this as much as I was. Her pussy juices were soon dripping down my wrist.“Keep licking… almost there…” she mewled.No problem. I could have done this all day. I licked, sucked, and lapped at her strawberry-kiwi flavored ass with glee.What followed was one of the top ten moments of my life. This adolescent goddess twisted through her orgasm with my nose buried between her cheeks. She rode my face, my tongue, and my thumb, grinding and humping as she came. Her movements were so. He had just about decided to meet with his folks when Julie and Glen visited with news of her pregnancy and their marriage. Their appearance stunned him. Glen's trademark energy and positive 'aura' were gone. When Terry asked about the scholarship, Glen could not answer and had to turn away.Terry could see in his sister's eyes that she had done it on purpose, and that the guilt would never leave her. He also understood exactly why she had done it, for he shared the same desperation. Any.