She filled Jim's doorway, and filled Jim's office when she entered."So you're the chap who found Cy," she began in a low and unexpectedly attractive v...ice. "I saw your piece on Laxness but didn't finish it. I can't get myself into novels about nuclear power stations and homey communists in Iceland. I must admit I'm glad he's dead -- Cy, not Laxness. He's been a thorn in this department's side for twenty years. Now we can get someone decent in the early novel. Lots of young people looking for. There was a magician there, an artist, music playing, and more food. Your typical after party. When that ended my date and I got in my car and drove around. It was only a little after three in the morning, so I had to act fast. I found a suiting spot and parked the car. My date didn’t catch the hint right away. She knew right away after I pulled her close to me and kissed her. When the kiss was broken she looked at me with those wonderful eyes. Kissing her was an art. Her lips so perfect and. Christina grunted before pressing her face in the sand to cover the sound.I glanced back between the reeds and noticed that the boys had moved down the beach, far out of earshot. But, to keep the fantasy alive for Christina, I whispered, "That was close. They turned this way for a second before they sat down to drink some beer."That seemed to keep her on edge, but a second finger added to her pucker pushed her over. She let out, "Oh, fuck!" before quickly covering her own mouth. I sat up to. I wandered out of my room, on my way to the bathroom. "Dude, what the hell is all over your ass?" I heard a voice behind me say. I turned, facing my roommate Brian. "Umm, a bottle of lotion must have broken in my bed last night," I replied, a little embarrassed. "I heard Gina and you last night, didn't think you would need any lotion." "Gina puts it on before going to sleep," I lied, trying to end the conversation. Brian just shrugged his shoulders, seemingly satisfied, so I walked into the.