I was surprised to find that not only did I know and understand the play, but I enjoyed it. Hell, maybe there was something to this Shakespeare guy af...er all. Did I hear chuckling in the back of my mind?The next class period was American History. I admit that I was actually a little bit interested in that subject, but I had cut the class simply because it came up too early in the day for my tastes. Anyway, this time I found a seat, but kept my mouth shut. The teacher was so surprised to see a. ‘Means farewell for now trusted friend.’ Sam could only speculate that that’s what the Indians said as they left the area. Sam leaned into Abby sensually as he kissed her luscious lips. Passion seem to be fast becoming their power point. As their friendship seem to take a playful jest and their desires were met by each others. The warm water soaked away their minds tangles as it soothed their tense bodies. ‘Abby, getting hot yet?’ Sam asked with a chuckle. She looked at him with a mischievous. Good...good times. Hey Aaron man thanks.....thanks BRO....good to have a brother now..." "Same to you man, appreciate it," Aaron responded. He felt a little guilty for getting him drunk now. "And with that I'll....I should probably....hit the hay and shit." Stephen drunkenly stammered into his room and plopped onto his bed. He was out cold, and the way he was positioned caused him to start snoring. Aaron laughed and went in to turn off his light and close the door for him. Aaron walked back to. The images, feeling, taste, and feel of the romp were running through my mind. Within minutes I was ready to go again. I slid back into the bed, and fondled her perfect tits for a moment while my now rock hard cock rested on her ass. I slid my hand down and inserted my index finger into her, of course, she was still soaking wet, a bit from me, a bit from her. I slid it out and caressed her ass hole gently, applying slight pressure on the hole itself. Quickly I dipped back into her pussy to.