"WHAT? What do you mean 'she escaped'?!" I -- " Does that mean she actually went past you guys, and you knew it!?" Y-yes, but..." NO BUTS!" The flatto...-donning, heavily built man sat back into his chair and, after an unbearable silence, resigned with a long exhalation of I'm-getting-too-old-to-be-stressed-about-this-crap irascibility. Pinned to his uniform was a row of metals, from civil recognition to field achievements that would break an Olympian medalist turned SEAL. He just swiveled his. Early Saturday, I pulled the pickup out of the garage, checked the oil, and the belts. I glanced over at my pride and joy sitting under a car cover still in the garage, a nineteen ninety-eight, Dodge Viper. It was blue, and a roadster, and begging me to drive it. “Everything look ok under there?” My wife called out while she was getting into her Cadillac.“I got a belt that looks pretty bad.” I grinned to myself.“Do you think it will make it?” She walked up behind me, looked over my shoulder,. I yawn to crack my jaws and hopefully open up my ears. Oh, now the guyis on his knees again and is throwing up. My stomach heaves in sympathybut I breathe through it. I should probably go help him and see what thehell is going on.My nipples hurt. Like when I used to jog a lot years ago. I'd get allsweaty and they'd be all sort and hurt and maybe bleed a little. It'slike that except... It's... I feel the nipple push at my chest and itswells. My little brown useless nipple swells in size. Great in theory, but it never really happens. Intro to Human Sexuality was the big question mark. In fact, that was the entire exam, a single big question mark. I wrote on what I had learned about myself and those close to me, and hoped I was not going to fail. I wound up with all As. The last day of finals was Jay’s birthday. He wanted the same thing that Charlene had wanted. Sylvia sucked his dick, then I did as well. Valerie went next, and then Charlene. I told Seth to do only what he was.