. quite a night. It certainly smells like sex in here.”Wait, did I hear that? Naw, my alarm hadn’t gone off, did I remember to set it? I barely op...ned my eyes and saw Mary and Richard, oh shit, oh my god, “HELLO Mother, Hello father!”“Who are you ... oh god bless America,” my sister/lover said.“Why are you in here?” I asked, trying to change the topic.“It’s eight am. We should be on the road, but somebody didn’t set his alarm,” mom said, in her typical pose of hands on her hips.“Kids,” mom. She said to her friend that there was a simple way to solve both their problems. Charlie smiled sweetly and told her friend to continue. Sylvia told her to wait and then went to her belongings, where she produced a strap on from. It was fairly small and basic, but Sylvia said that she thought they could give it a try.Charlie laughed in shock, but Sylvia held her friend close and asked her why not. They were both women, had the same bits and were both frustrated for different reasons.Not waiting. Hopefully it is just a misunderstanding." Okay." I assumed she meant going to one of the local watering holes.She closed and locked the office door behind us and then we walked down a back staircase and out the opposite side of the building from the doors where I had entered. I assumed we'd be going to her car but we walked past the parking lot, down one of the streets that cut through the campus, and across the road that bounded the school on that side. In the middle of the second off-campus. Even if he was impaired, this would be a hard shot to miss.So I improvised.My hand had been resting on the pool table when he yelled out, next to a bunch of loose billiard balls. I grabbed one and hurled it with all my might. As it was leaving my hand, I couldn't help but consider the irony that the ball I had thrown at the bald guy was the cue ball!While I had never been a professional or even played much organized ball in school, like many mid-western kids I spent my youth playing ball in the.