"Hell, I believed him. The Cardinals were scary!"You guys know how many times -- regular season -- that we lost three in a row? I looked that up, too!...Six times! Six! And two of those times, we went on to lose another one! Four in a row! We lost four in a row just as often as the Cardinals lost three!"So, shit, we ought to lose to these guys! It's just simple justice, really. --Let the best team win -- right?"But then I got to thinking about those two times, there, when the Cards dropped three. I went in to school as early as I could, waited for the darkroom to open, and cut my morning classes. I was aware that my haste could ruin this priceless piece of film, so I deliberately made myself slow down. I went into the blackout booth and loaded the reel with the film. Twice my fingers slipped -- loading a reel by hand is no easy trick under the best of circumstances -- but I finally got the strip into the can and developed it with painstaking attention to time and temperature.The. ‘Try to get some sleep, Charley.’ Charley nodded his head and I found myself stroking his face with the back of my hand, still holding him. The night wore on and I fell asleep. There was no sign of a chopper and Charley’s breathing became shallower. His body grew hotter and hotter in my arms. I feared that he was slipping away. I also feared the VC were lurking in the bush and I needed to pee. I let Charley go and stepped a few feet away to drop my pants and wiz. I mused that my sweet boy. " A few days later, Ed got a call from Ken telling him that his black friend Tony had agreed to fuck Maggie, if she was willing. It all hinged on Ken's recommendation that she was a great piece of ass, and also great cock sucker, he was eager to get with her. Over the course over the next few days, both Ken and Ed, while making love to Maggie, had brought up the subject of her fantasy. She had confirmed that she still thought about a black cock. Awhile later the phone rang, and Maggie answered.