My girlfriends have told me that their men get a kick out of having their women swallow their spend. Most of my friends who do it for their husband or...boyfriend, do it because their man likes it, but with me, I like it too, and it’s a massive turn-on for me to do it. When I feel it squirt into my mouth, it makes me know how ... virile you are. But that’s just one of the feelings I get. You’re mine and I’m yours are somehow in there too. All those feelings and more just make me want to do it. By that evening Chuang and I were hot, sweating, and tired. We picked a small clearing for a camp and laid out our ground cloths. We had small mosquito nets which we strung up between a couple of trees, since we didn't dare to burn anything to keep the mosquitoes away for fear of being spotted. We only had a small candle lit for light.We had found some fruit growing on our route this afternoon and had it for lunch. We were preparing for our evening meal, but when Chuang opened the small rice. He wrote to his tutor. The reply was not immediate as his tutor was not unsurprisingly on holiday but it arrived a fortnight later extolling Toby’s mathematical ability, his hopes for him sitting his Masters and indeed finding a place at Cambridge to further his knowledge, to teach and also to use his ‘people skills’ to bring on undergraduates. “I can see him as the Master of a College,” he concluded.Toby was deeply touched and wrote saying so. Allie was ecstatic.“Perfect!” she cried. “His. I went to the room and worked on a bit more of the GURPS campaign, then decided I needed a night out. I put on my black jeans, tan boots, and my black-white-red plaid western shirt and pulled out my everyday Stetson, the only one I had brought with me. And as I was walking to my car, I decided to hell with it and walked to the bus stop. I planned on having some drinks tonight, and would just take the bus and to hell with driving and risking a DUI.About less than an hour later I was getting off.