His dick still in the crack of my butt like a hot dog in a bun. James slugged me in my sides as hard as he could, the first blow caused me to twist to...my right to protect myself leavening my left side totally unprotected. When James struck me there I could do nothing else but go limp from the blow and pain. James quickly spit in his hands and rubbed it on to his stiff dick than spit into my butt crack. The next thing he did was to ram his stiff cock into my butt hole. I yelled out in pain as. But that had all been a week ago. Things were about to change.In the past week, I found exactly what I needed to effect my revenge.With a little help from my newly assigned dorm roommate Tom Franklin,who, for reasons he kept to himself, hated that damn jock almost asmuch as I did, I'd found the perfect means to give Ron a littlenecessary tit for tat.In an musty old tome in an equally musty rundown old shop in a rundownold part of the city I'd never known existed before, I'd found a magicspell. Can you see a single grain of sand? Yes you can, but it takes some effort to focus on something that small. Can you see something smaller than a grain of sand? Perhaps, but you might not be able to appreciate the difference in size." So what are we seeing?" I asked."First, while this sensory information is overlaid atop your vision, it is not sight. Second, the things you are 'sensing' are much smaller than grains of sand. What you are sensing are molecules." Molecules!" we. Since I'd said that I was up for anything, she'd mentioned me to some of her friends. With a mischievous smile, she asked if my morning had been a good one. “She was one of your friends, wasn't she?” I said. “Yes, that was Sarah. She said that she enjoyed it a lot, and she hadn’t had so much in her mouth for a long time”. I sat down then and said that I would like a drink. I certainly needed time to think. Marilyn poured a couple of malt whiskies and sat beside me. Without asking, she put her.