God, I missed kissing. "Jack and I have been friends a very, very long time. We don't mind sharing." I heard what he was saying. My mind was saying, '...his is straight-up level five freaky stuff I cannot involve myself in,' but my body was saying, 'Kate, this is the guy. This is the guy. Get this guy.' I let him kiss me harder, deeper, my body responding to his every touch. "When I saw you getting fucked when I walked in, it wasn't easy for me to not join in," Nick said between kisses. "I'm. Now I had two days to go out of my mind.I was sitting in my room after supper that night, pretending to do homework but really obsessing about it, when Jake stumbled in from football practice."Hey, Rooms, what's up? You look preoccupied." You know that girl I've been helping with calc?" Yeah, Sheila Mitchell, the swimmer, " he said, "you told me. I've never met her, but I know people that know her." Yeah, well, we have a date Friday night," I said."That's great!" he said."Yeah, great," I said. "There you are." she grinned, and pulled her self up a little. I leaned forward and we kissed again as I slid in and out of her moist tube.I could feel Emily's breathing quicken, her upper chest started to flush red. I'm pretty sure she orgasmed just as I unloaded deep inside her.Unfurling ourselves, she slapped me on the shoulder and said 'I need a drink.' and headed off toward the kitchen.I turned, and bumped into Diane. She flung her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a slightly cum. Now, let's get to work, shall we? Who brought a manuscript to class with them today?"The rest of the class was spent reading one student's manuscript and then critiquing it, and then the same with another. Henry told the class that we are required to write one short story per week to be critiqued by the class each Thursday, and to bring enough copies to hand out to the class.I was excited at how well my first class went. And there was something hauntingly familiar about that professor, even.