Most of the football players were up and they were all very happy to invite this gorgeous body in for a few drinks. Most of the guys stood around talk...ng to me. Then Vincent came over; one of his frat brothers probably fetched him from his room. Liz's memory of fucking Vincent played in my head like remember an old favorite movie with random highlights. Vincent leaned toward me and kissed Liz's lips. Part of me felt uncomfortable, but a stronger urge made me feel good. At that moment I knew I. They hated it so much that they spent their time inventing bricks and mortar and running water and electricity. So every summer my parents dragged us off to spend a week in a rain soaked mud field for what they called a ‘holiday’. For craft folk, camping is a necessary evil. Anywhere that is far enough from prying eyes is even further from running water, electricity and sewers. By the time we arrived it was late afternoon. The cycle ride from the station had left me sweaty irritated and. " Jack calls back. "We're going down!"On the blurry viewscreen the glowing crescent arc of a planet looms into view. William squints his eyes and looks hard. Atmosphere? Hard to tell. He couldn't tell a thing about it, they were going in blind.William grips the railing in front of him and scans around the carnage of the bridge and the scared faces of his family. He desperately thinks of what could be done. The answer was nothing. Their fates were out of his hands now...and that killed him. His. "None whatsoever," Molly replied, leaning over to kiss his cheek.For both Antonio and Molly this would be a day filled with anticipation.An hour later Molly was in front of her English class waiting for her students to complete a test she had just given them. As she waited, she found herself fantasizing about the things the four of them might do at their little sexual outing that evening.Molly could feel her cotton panties becoming moist just from thinking about what it was going to be like.