“You’re not talking about actual dessert,” I said.Mandy laughed. “You’re gonna fit in with us real well,” she said.“Except in this case,...you’re wrong,” said Margo. “We’re going to have my favorite, tres leches.”“Oh!” I said. “I love tres leches.”“Me too,” said Margo. “It is, you know, my birthday after all.” She let out a cute little laugh.I smiled and so did everyone else, and in that moment I really did feel comfortable with this fucked-up, beautiful scene I had stumbled upon. Something out. They were as puzzling to Nadezhda when viewed for real as they'd been when she'd previously viewed recordings of them. What sense could be made of a floating mermaid that appeared to swim through a pool of water hovering in mid-air? What intrinsic truth could be determined from the sight of a duel between two three-metre long scorpions? What was the value of entering the Anomaly to get a first-hand view of a man in Tudor uniform carrying under his arm the head that should have still been. Selina: Is this cock nice and hard now?Me: It’s perfect.Selina: Now, every good bride needs to know how to handle a dick, and something tells me you know exactly how to do that.While Selina was saying this, I unbuttoned Rob’s shirt and pants, and he got completely naked.Me: I sure know.I went onto my knees in front of Rob, took his dick into my hand, and was about to take it into my mouth. There comes Selina stopping me by saying, “Oh, no, I want you to do it nice and slow.”I opened my mouth. There was a girl with the guys and they compared me to her, she was bald.This year it was only going to be my friend Jill and myself as the other two could not make it. We decided we would arrive on the Friday and just hit the bars and clubs and dress up and go to the games on the Saturday. My problem was I had arranged to meet the guys after the game. So I had to either lose my friend or tell her what I did last year and plan to do this year. I decided to tell her on the Friday night. We flew.