Parsons won everything from Mr. Parsons on their wager. He was a good sport for just having lost five hundred dollars. He should have won too, except ...or his putting on the front nine. Four of his five bogeys and the double came on the front. He started the back nine with the birdy, and made par every other hole, except the eighteenth, when he missed a three foot par putt. He paid Mrs. Parsons all of the money, but she handed me two hundred dollars, just as soon as he paid her.After dinner at. The period of peace and quiet came to a screeching halt when reports started to filter into our headquarters that there were large movements of hostiles coming south from north of the Canadian border. With the advantage of seeing it all from a future perspective, I was able to comprehend the impact of that demographic reversal building up to the Little Big Horn.I knew that the preceding few generations of Native American migration had all been in the other direction as a matter of basic. "Kent went back to washing himself when Jeff finished his own washing, then after Kent bent over to wash his legs, he noticed Jeff's cock getting hard, and realized why."Jeff, do you ever think about having sex with guys again?" Kent asked as his cock started growing as well."Not usually, no," Jeff admitted."Have you ever fucked a guy in his ass?" Kent asked, facing away from Jeff, bending over slightly while running his hand over his left buttock, creeping closer to his crack with each. " What does that mean?" Danielle asked. "I've heard people tell me that before. Does it mean—" What do you want to do?" Dr. Wayland asked, interrupting her. "Do you want to be a doctor? Or go into business? Or maybe the sciences? I saw some of your preliminary tests, and you're a bright girl, very smart, and there are a lot of things you could do." Science is for geeks."Dr. Wayland smiled. "So ... I'm a geek? You need to study the sciences if you want to go into medicine. You are a long way.