”Rebecca, “Wet their carrot.”Rosie yawned, “Root, root, root.”Rebecca, drifting off, murmured, “Poke, poke, poke.”Another telegram from ...ansas City.“Venerable may be wanted for murder in Cleveland. Waiting confirmation. Sheriff Dave Jennings.”One night, Rosie and I got off work about the same time, near two in the morning. The Bighorn had been the last saloon to close which meant the last of the whore customers had gone home.Rebecca was asleep on her side of the bed, which used to be my side.. I started my sophomore year determined that my classes would take priority. By mid-point of my soph year three of the five girls had dropped out of school and only Debbie and Alice (the redhead) were still around. The two of them became my 'steadies' until the start of my junior year when Debbie didn't return to school following spring break. Alice was my main squeeze through the balance of my junior year, but she didn't return to school at the start of our senior year.I mention all this. I stood there, letting the after shots randomly burst into her mouth while she swallowed each one moaning with contentment as she did.She didn't release my deflated dick until she was sure she'd pumped it dry. She loosened her grip on me to fall back against the foot of the bed with a big smile on her face.Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand she giggled. She then told me it was my turn. I stumbled a bit trying to get my shoes off my feet and lose the boxers and jeans bundled at my feet.. "I'm not a member."Devlin shifted her book bag so it was more comfortable. "I was going to go back to the dorms. I've got two papers due on Monday, but I've also have to get my monthly inventory done. We can stay at the Athletic Club." No," Krissi said, "we both have things to do, and..." Do you have your laptop in your bag?" Of course, but..."Devlin linked her arm through her friend's and headed for the Athletic Club. "We'll get a room. I'm a member, after all, and you can write while I'll be.