My father never spoke to me like a peer either, and yet I felt like he was doing that now.“Do you know what I do for a living?” My Dad asked me. I...told him that I thought he worked in IT or something.“I negotiate with people. I negotiate with people that report to me to get them to do the best job they can do. I negotiate with upper management to help guide the business and be a good steward of the company’s money. I negotiate with our clients to make sure they thank their lucky stars they are. " You're weird." Anyway, so that's like 28 boys..." And girls." Yeah. That's 28 boys and girls and there's, I don't know, like 75 of each or something," Josh said. "So probably we won't even have to do it until next year." Or the year after," I nodded. "That would be cool. As long as I'm not like the last one!" Yeah!" Josh grinned at me. "Being last would suck." Being first too," I decided and we thought about that for awhile."When I do it..." Josh said slowly, " ... I hope I do it with you.". ”Allison asked if I'd enjoyed it and did I want to do it again?"I told enjoyed it very much and yes, I would like to do it again.” Allison joined me in my bed and we touched each other for a little before we went to sleep. For the rest of the holiday we could not leave each other alone. Every time we got back to our room, it was clothes off and playing with each other or ourselves. We showered together, soaping each other with hands and fingers going everywhere. And I do mean everywhere, which. As soon as the artist arrived, nobody cared anymore. Everybody was grooving to the beats trying to take pictures drinking smoking making out and whatnot. Now I had a fantastic set of ladies in my arms. My ex always kept turning around to make out with me. And she gave the horniest and sloppiest kisses you could want. She would turn her head back make out with me and love getting her ass rubbed with my dick.At the same time, Katrina was vying for my attention and totally turned on with the.