He was forward with me and after a couple songs was grinding his crotch into my bum. He was packing something in his pants larger than I have ever fel.... I was nervous about what my friends were thinking and he was there with friends too. I noticed there were only a two of my girls left and one was my best friend. She said she wasn't going to judge, but wanted to look out for me. I told her he seemed like a nice guys (not an axe murderer) and was considering inviting him back to my room. Our. ? And then Igave you another one for good measure.? The same with your friend overthere.? And now let's talk.? You're going to tell me everything I wantto know."When Val told Biddeford that telling her the truth pleased her, andthat pleasing her was good, he spilled his guts.? In the bag were newID's for all of us-driver's licenses, Social Security cards, the works.All with the same family name.? We could be sisters if we wanted.? He'dalready set it up so that I was an incoming freshman at. Before Jennifer could investigate who 'we' were, the final meeting was called. This lasted most of the afternoon and was very intense. At the end - at 5 o'clock - the contracts were signed, and the project officially underway. "Ladies and Gentlemen," John said - the relief audible in his voice. "It's time to celebrate. Let's reconvene at the restaurant in 2 hours." To murmurs of agreement we rose to leave."George..." I heard Jennifer call on my way out "Do you need a lift to the hotel?" No. The sound of his moan and the feeling of his fingers digging into my shoulder told me that I was doing a good job. I was startled when he pushed my head away and stood up. I looked up at him. He half smiled and slightly nodded his head toward the door, letting me know he wanted me to follow him. He walked to the nearest empty room, and I grinned as I watched him keep looking over his shoulder, making sure that I was still behind him. He stood at the door and let me pass him into the room. He.