I decided to take the seat next to Mr. Effeminate, on his left and next to the wall.As we all sat with our eyes glued to the screen, a gargantuan form...began to ascend the staircase. Once this guy got to the top of the stairs, he stood huffing and puffing. Mr. Huge was fuckin’ enormous. He had his towel draped over one shoulder, no doubt because it wouldn’t have been big enough to close around his hips. Apart from his large stomach and limbs, his moobs were massive. Mr. Huge had a jowly handsome. That reminded me of the old saying, "There may be snow on the mountain but there is still fire in the furnace".In my first petroleum class I was aproached by a female student to be her lab partner. After class over coffee she reported that she was the daughter of the chairman of the major oil company in the state and had only recently transferred to the university after attending a small eastern college. Her father being concerned about her safety in this new setting had contacted the states US. " She warmly greeted, approaching and reaching out a hand that he extended his to shake, and once they'd broken it off she moved to sit down in the chair in front of the desk, flashing her cleavage in the process. "What's... What's with the camera?" She questioned with a bemused smile."Well Stephanie, as you know we're in a delicate business here..." The man behind the camera starts to explain. "Keeping the TV and the porn completely separate, making sure all the talents know what they are in. That’s why I find them so erotic. They are the last thing that must mold to her, that she must mold to. They are the last persistent blue flame of the imagination. They are the last thing she uses to hide and the last thing I seek to remove – but who doesn’t want games of hide and seek to last longer? Isn’t that the best part? I select an off white pair, distinguishable because of its florally-patterned band. Zip them up inside my jacket pocket and then creep into the bathroom to flush the.