Whereas the uniform had guidelines – sort of, at college you could wear what you liked. Well almost. When I dressed for college on that late spring ...orning, with the sun bleaching my curtains, I thought solely of Cory. We had a one on one session in the morning. It was to go through the essay I had submitted. I had written about the changing styles in female magazines between 1958 and 2008. It was a bit saucy to be honest. I had dwelled a little on the sexy images in monthlies like Cosmopolitan. Barb kept pumping on my cock. Penny had Gene sit down and sat on his lap. She started to fuck him cowgirl facing us. Gene had surrendered and was rubbing her tits. Finally she looked at Barb and asked if we did anal. Barb told her that we had tried, but my cock was just too big round, and it was too painful for her. Penny said that she wanted to fuck me and take her husband in her ass. Gene seemed to like the idea, and I was good with it too. Barb said it was OK with her, if she could have a. Including Richard, I'm pretty sure." Her voice got a bit softer. "But some people grow up inside, and some never do. Hank Davis, we've known each other for years, but I'm just starting to realize that I haven't known you half as well as I thought." Then she added soberly, "And maybe as I should have tried to." Hank smiled and reached and took her hand. "Few of us know our friends as well as we might, though sometimes it's a blessing." And sometimes I can't see what's in front of my face! Oh,. “I knew you wouldn’t take my parents’ shit, Matt. They can be such jerks sometimes.”“They’re parents; it’s to be expected. Think I should tell your father that his bartender is stealing from him?”“Huh? What? How?”“Your father obviously buys excellent quality booze, but the bartender is substituting cheap stuff. I saw him pouring Ardbeg—a cheap scotch—into a bottle with a Johnny Walker Blue label. I’ll bet he sells the good stuff to friends. I won’t do anything now during dinner, but I.