The Gord hated thathe recognized that voice questioning his dull friend. He knew thatHoghead would not be diplomatic with his answer, and Dillon would...takeoffense. That was what self righteous pricks like Dillon did. Theycannot take a joke about who they were.While pointing at Sarah, Hoghead said, "Oh man, see that dude there? Helikes to wear dresses and my buddy said he might be a fag, like hisroommate." His roommate is gay, not a fag." Okay, he is gay, but those two like to suck cock, that is. I gathered some courage tried to sleep real close to her. I deliberately slept a bit low so that my mouth was in level with her boobs. Then the most frightening thing happened, she kept her hand over my head as if grabbing a pillow. I thought I was dead as she has found out my intentions. I was so petrified I didn’t move 15 min. When I gained my senses I found out she was still sleeping (or pretending). I slowly opened my mouth and took one of her melons in my mouth. I didn’t suck them or bite. I squeezed the knob and bit my bottom lip too. I failed to say anything, but I heard footsteps. A few seconds later, I felt her hand on my shoulder. "I am legal you know, Rex. I have my crack out, so you can look, but I think the rule is not to stare. This sexy red dress doesn't leave too much to the imagination, does it?"I began grinding my teeth a few seconds later and then I calmly turned towards her. I just took her advice and peeked at her hooters. My eyes went back and forth numerous. To me. To anybody I cared about. Amanna glanced at me. At once the stone moved. Her eyes were wet and she drank me in for a moment. As if she was a dying flower in a wasteland and had felt a drip of water drop into her petals. She saw Lynn half-embraced in my arms… and I could somehow see Amanna swallow. As if she was disappointed. Then she closed her eyes. Giving up. I pushed Lynn away… gently. And moved towards my sister. It hurt – just a bit – to move Lynn like that. But I suddenly felt.