" What?" I got better grades because I had tutors. You? Took calculus in gradeeleven. I'm just now figuring out what a sine function is good for." Bul...cock. You went to nationals on the robotics challenge." You don't need to understand math to program a chip." It helps." Yes it does. I'm discovering that there was a reason they crammed mathdown our gullets. You know what saved me this year? I kept all my notesfrom grade seven on."Cheri watched the scenery for a while. Swamp. And more swamp.. I stared at his mouth watching him pull and blow out the thick intoxicating smoke. My eyes slowly wandered down his amazing brawny chest and arms to his stomach and eventually stopped, stuck, lost, found , staring at his bulging crotch …is it growing getting bigger right before my eyes … watching his hand hold the cigarette down by his crotch, i was mesmerized, the smoke curled and spiraled around his growing bulge and … "HEY!" "What are you looking at?" Stunned i said nothing my wide eyes. Schaffer poured another glass of bourbon for himself, and Shrimp tugged at the sleeve of his jacket, giving him her best puppy dog eyes. She pointed at the drink, but Schaffer pulled it out of her reach.“You won’t like this, buddy, it’ll probably shut down your kidneys.”The little Polar pouted, tugging more insistently, it was probably Schaffer’s own fault for encouraging her to be more assertive. Oh well, one sip would probably send Shrimp scurrying across the kitchen to wash her tongue under. PJ was as eager as I was for that after dinnercigarette, no matter how uncomfortable it might be. Weexperimented with different positions, trying to findone that did not involve sloshing bellies bumping oneanother. We settled for facing each other on our sides,but it had never been a particular favorite and wasn’tthe most stimulating for either of us. That said, wemanaged to reach a mutually satisfying conclusion. Itwas some time before either of us reached for theashtray and the packs.