While I was doing my thing with metal, Cassandra was moulding her clay into shape ready for the process that saw a mould made of it and then cast into...a rough bronze which she then polished into the finished bronze. The final act in this process was for her to engrave the letter ‘C’ inside the casting. This was her signature, this would authenticate her work for the future when, as it was inevitable, she became famous. While we spent much of our time together we still managed to have a close. I shrugged and started to get ready, my worries gone from my mind. As the French would say, ‘C’est la vie.’ That’s life, baby. –~~– Grim determination, I held onto it with a desperate grip. I marched to the door of the restaurant, never pausing in my movements. If I paused, I would run and I did not want to run. Besides, it would be a shame to waste gas. My false bravado did nothing to quiet the butterflies in neither my stomach nor all the negative thoughts bouncing around in my brain. Those. Ted went inside as we headed back . I asked Alex if he would show me around his house , when we were inside I kissed him for all I was worth jamming my tongue down his throat as I started tearing off his cloths , he got the message damn quick . I had his pants around his ankles in a flash .His cock sprang up and I caught it with my left hand and aimed it straight for my mouth and down as deep as it would go , Finally a cock for me to worship I missed the feel and taste of a nice hard piece of. So on the night of the party Alex went with her bf and Sarah wasn't short on her negroes as they're were plenty of her bf Dougs buddies in the house.By the end of the night Doug and his boys were having a full blown gangbang with Sarah at the center of the action. Shirley must've noticed me all lonely looking for a bitch to cap the night off with.Liquored up off vodka and horny Shirley noticed me outside in the 30 degree weather and invited me inside her house, which is the main part of the.