With the end of the world war 2, still is crazy how people can´t let alone about politics....at the school, we still discuss about the invasion on No...mandie, in the north of France, and the fall of the Nazis.Marcus is the only guy-friend i could be confident for personal matters, i´ve always suspected he likes me, but never had courage to try anything with me.Marcus is my classmate, just like Laura and Claire, but is good to have a guy, between us, is good to ask him things, to have. "Heh, yeah I thought I'd pick one up on the way home. This one caught my eye." Andy said casually. "Dude, that's fucking awesome!" Travis exclaimed. Andy turned to his slave "I'll name you.. Veronica. I think." The slave nodded at this, but otherwise stayed perfectly still. "Now, take off that silly mesh shirt." Veronica moved to do as he said, and Travis watched feeling his cock, that still hung limp outside his boxer shorts start to grow. Andy noticed and laughed a little. "Getting excited. Our last time together was even more so, especially for him I think. What was, at the time, just a simple, loving gesture on my part, a simple kiss or two on his neck, seemed to of opened up a world of emotion and sexual pleasure.David loved to kiss. I’m sure he must of known before, but couldn’t or wouldn’t say it. Open mouthed, tongues interwhined for extended sessions. Kissing seemed to heighten his arrousal. Although he wouldn’t admit it for some time, he later confessed that kissing gave. His arms streched towards my mounds, grabbing and pinching my nipples. The door opened quietly and Michael's head popped in (probably checking what's taking me so long), locking his sights to what Harry and I were doing. He was watching us for about 2mins when Harry moved up and kissed me, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. When I looked at the door, Michael wasn't there anymore. I probably have to appease him later too.7:46amI'm in the clouds, floating.. well, at least that's how I'm.