Tossing and turning, I finally gave up on sleep and sat up. It was only 2:45. The house was quiet, with the occasional creak and groan. Slipping on my...robe, I headed dow nstairs for a midnight snack. “Fuck, this is creepy,” I murmured, aloud. The familiar scent of sandalwood was absent, so I knew Colt was not around. Wondering where he went to recharge, I descended to the second floor landing. All was quiet on this f loor, but I never really felt anything strange here, if you didn’t count that. He was one of the few that year that lettered. To say he was on a losing team would being mild about it. However, he got on the speech and debate teams and did an outstanding job due to the fact that he had a baritone voice. His wit and sense of respect for his fellow classmates also helped him not only win debates, but he did it in a very diplomatic way. He went to a broadcast school and then went back to his small city and got a job at a local radio station. For a while he was doing menial. It'll make pizza seem a little less tiring." You don't have to do that," Mike repeated."It's not a case of have to," Mark told him. "It's a case of want to, neighbor."Both Mike and Kirsten were subdued Friday night, after Tiffany and Henry were in bed. Since Saturday was going to be a big day, they went to bed early, but sleep wouldn't come. "I can't believe it," Kirsten said, laying there in the dark. "This is our last night here. Think of everything that's happened to us in this house, in. My muscles tingled, especially my hard thighs, firm glutes, and taut biceps. Zipping down I-95 toward "The Proud Peacock" the trendy 'English pub' my mom so loved, I was suddenly reminded I had also forgotten to piss before leaving the gym. I believe in hydration, so I was carrying about two quarts of distilled water in my distended bladder. As the miles ticked by, my need became ever more urgent. The strain of holding back my piss was making my eyes water by the time I saw the turnout for the.