"Next.....mmm she'll do" a male voice said bluntly. I looked up. No one. What the hell, have I been here this long that I'm losing it? muffled moan O...ay where the hell? Annoyed with this mystery I set my computer down and stood up; looking around. "What in the world?" I clamp my hand over my mouth not to speak out loud again. I leaned into the bookshelf, pressing my breast against the dusty books. I peer through the gap between two psychology books. In front of my eyes was the fourth year. Check-in was brief but mildly difficult due to my distracted mind. I checked my bag but kept my backpack. In it were the items I would need to finish my little quest. Heading to security I mentally re-inventoried my list of items. I knew I had everything since I had checked about a zillion times at home but that didn’t keep me from worrying. As usual there was a line at security. Taking my place in line I patiently waited all the while worrying that my secret plan was about to be. Without waking you up, I sucked you off and swallowed your cum,” Diane remembered fondly.“And I did the same thing the next night,” Brenda confessed. “Plus Mom said to Diane and I that we get double the fucks with you for every time she makes Brad cum by blow job or fuck. So it’s already too late not to do anything. So far you owe Cathy, Brenda, and me twelve to fourteen fucks each. We’ve already had sex with you. You just didn’t know it.”“Wait a minute! Mom, you’re fucking Brad?” Cathy. With the exception of backpacking and trail work, his avocations were pretty sedentary, too. He loved amateur astronomy; he'd been a pilot for many years, but that was a sit down thing that only rarely brought the heart rate up, although when it did it was a corker. Since home computers had started to make their appearance in Spearfish Lake, he had been recognized as the local resident expert, even though he saw his sales and service business mostly as a hobby, too. Jackie's sign business,.