[Zack's perspective]Zack: History is like, so important, why? because it's a story and I know a lot about stories.Student: Can you tell us about Europ...?Zack: Yup, it rhymes with syrup. Next!Student: Can you tell us about European history?Zack: I can do even better guys. I would like for you to meet my husband Casper.(Door opens)(College student gasp)Zack: What? James, what are you doing here?James(Casper's Ex): Oh, Casper couldn't make it so the school called me instead.Zack: But-James(Casper's. It was during the summer vacations I started getting very bored with both my parents out working. I would notice that after my father left the house my mom would get a phone call and she would just ask if there was anything for today. That’s all.I was getting curious about the caller, as I knew it wasn’t from her work. Even on weekends she went to work if the phone came in. One such weekend I kicked up a tantrum that I wanted to go with her as soon as she got the call. My father had already. Just as she finished, I felt the barest hint of her tongue slipping in.Neither of us felt like finishing our drinks, so we went out to the deck and walked around, slowly, holding hands and looking at people. I had the oddest feeling, like I was a teenager again and bashful around girls. Later that night I almost killed someone.It was after dinner and we were in the casino. I was playing blackjack, doing okay, and Linda was at a nearby slot machine doing quite well. At least it sounded that way. . Shaking from this very pleasant experience, I awaited what he had in store next for me....What came next for me was a dbl dose of my nearest grocery stores best produce. I had what seemed to be a fairly large cucumber placed into each of my holes. Theses two pieces of fresh produce were then rammed in an out of both holes simultainiously, so deep the one in my cunt made me need to catch my breath and I damn near jumped off the table...after regaining myself i was told to resume my position of.