I was sure of it.The press stood transfixed at the sight of cynical professors hungrily celebrating the challenge Charles dealt out to Putin, during a...nothing speech, to a bunch of history teachers. They couldn't comprehend anyone, especially a group of liberal professors, getting behind the simple words of Charles Thornton. I laughed inside, taking it all in, and cheering along with the throng of people around me on the Capitol Mall. We were watching the speech on a huge screen, erected so. Literally.. It all started innocently enough as Donnie was Taylor's neighbor who lived three houses up. Donnie and him would do everything together from build club houses to smoke a little weed here and there for a good laugh. Taylor would always wear panties when smoking as it made him feel more feminine. Especially when Donnie was around.. One day Taylor was at Donnies house packing the bowl ready to finish the rest of the bag off. Donnie was in the bathroom taking a shit so. "Oh it's fine honey, he has women in all the time," I said."I do not. Don't you believe a word she says," Wilson said. After the biscuit she excused herself saying she had to be going. Wilson walked her to the parking lot. When he came back, he was prepared for the kidding I'm sure."Wilson what I want to know is are you fucking her and her mother?" I asked."That does not deserve an answer," he said indignantly."So you are, damn man, don't you know that's a sure way to get killed," I asked."Well. "Do you know what my favourite thing about having my cock sucked is?" Itried to shake my head but couldn't do a very good job of it with herholding my head, still she got the message and continued. "Seeing a pairof red painted lips wrapped around my flesh." The hand that had beenholding the door closed now dipped into her pocket and pulled out a tubeof lipstick."I have just the right shade for you my little bitch, it's called Eager."She pulled off the cap and twisted it causing a bright red.