Com.More happened but i did not want to get anyone in trouble.In my freshman year, I was put into a freshman dorm like most freshmen, Annapolis Hall. ... was put with a real tough jock I'll call Jon, who made it known he hated gays. I feared him since I was bi but had not told anyone there yet. I made it a point to bring over a girl after a party and have sex together so he would not suspect... and of course for the pleasure of it also. I couldn't masturbate often like I was used and was. I got ten cows and a pretty good bull. This will increse my herd substantially.”I couldn’t fault that logic.Bob surprised us all when he hopped up on the corral and yelled to get attention. Seems one of the things he did before coming west was work for an auctioneer. “Ya’ll look then over. The sale starts in an hour, in lots of 10 each.”Bob might be a Yankee but he was no fool. Selling them in small lots should drive the price up. We hoped. The ladies took the opportunity to freshen up in the. I got Julie’s lights on first, frowning as the old plumbing in our Balmain terrace hissed and shuddered with exertion to fill the washing machine. Then fishing her panties from my pocket, I took another long, comforting sniff. When I opened my eyes, I noticed Julie out through the window. Illuminated by the sunlight, she was sitting on the far side of the table from the kitchen door, reading with her feet up on the chair beside her. But from my vantage point at the small laundry window, my view. Math was a letdown. I was hoping for algebra and got stuck with the same sort of stuff that I’d been helping Trish with. English was reading and writing — sentence structure, paragraph structure, parts of speech — yawn. Art found me practicing skills honed as a draftsman when drawing, then creating a mess when trying to make pottery. Having a lot more experience didn’t mean I was any more talented!The biggest problem I had was missing Trish. For the previous two months we’d spent a big part of.