. a Kitchen? No normal kitchen though.. not with that much noise. A banquet? What? Phoenix's head hung low again, droplets of red dripping to the floo... making crimson dandelions on the gray surface. He wasn't going to give them the answers they wanted. It wasn't in him to save his own skin and demolishing an already opressed people. He was sure they would kill him, or beat him into a coma.. And that was alright with him, she'd still be alive. Phoenix began singing "Simple Gifts" in his head. Realizing he didn't know where we kept everything, I grabbed a bowl and a spoon, taking them to him."Here you are, I guess you probably want milk with that, too," I said, giving him a smile so he would know I was joking."Yeah, I guess that would make it a little better," he replied, getting into the spirit of it. While I grabbed the milk, Bobby sat down, pouring cereal into his bowl."Bobby, since you're going to be here for awhile, why don't you write down what kind of cereal you like and I'll. Ruby's speeches became more frenetic as her tipsiness began to affect her memory and focus. As much as I wanted to hear more of her stories (I really didn't), I finally excused myself to take the opportunity to get what I really came here for. On the way to the restroom, I tried to pay the bartender in one swift motion as if to guise any suspicious behavior.-Upon entering the restroom, I could already hear the echos of men grunting and groaning from both directions. Thanks to the sloppy. A lot! At first I merely let them grope my ass, but... A MAN on me set me off. It wasn't long before I reciprocated with the tongue kissing thing. Peter, my English teacher was the first teacher to reach into my top and push my bra aside to fondle my tits. The way he stared at my bared breasts turned me on big time. Hooked for life? Peter was gorgeous! I was 18, he was maybe 40. a bit of "Silver" on his temples but so cute. He literally "walked" me backwards into a closet, and.