What do you have in mind?”Artie replied “Okay. For fifty, I bet you that I can bite my right eye.”Mike thought this was impossible, but it would...be worth fifty just to see him do it. “Ok, Artie, you’re on for fifty.”Artie grinned, popped out his glass right eye, bit it, and pushed it back in.Mike slid the fifty over the bar and laughed. “Artie, how many people have you gotten with that one?”Artie said “Plenty, but I’m running out of bars. But, just to show you I’m a sport, how about double or. Dad was again on his knees with mom legs on his shoulder and now fucking mom in a faster pace. Mom was moaning “ahhhaahha aaaaaaa hhhha ahahah ahahahahah ahhha aahha hhh”. Dad was slowly stroking her and pinched her boobs. Dad took his dick out of mom’s pussy and went behind her to fuck her pussy. Dad was behind mom he kissed back her neck and on shoulder and was gently fucking mom and then increasing his speed. Mom was yelling “ahhhahh ahahhha ahhh ahhha hhh ahh aaaaa aaaaaa hhhh ahhhaah. This is for your greater knowledge only.’ I was not sure what this had to do with me, I thought maybe it was a subject for my next extra-credit project. Whatever the case, I walked into the classroom with the usual friendly greeting: a shave-and-a-haircut knock. He turned around at his desk and looked at me. ‘Well, I’m glad you could come by.’ I nodded. ‘I got this note in second period to come by here this afternoon.’ ‘Yes, I sent it. I wanted to discuss a lesson I was planning to teach. ''Would you like some rum?” were the first words he said to me. A lot more words followed over the course of a very drunken weekend.“I have a girlfriend. She's called Scarlett... I love her, I think. I mean, she's really hot. She's an 18-year-old online stripper you see... bit of a nightmare though, she's really c***dish.”“What do you expect from an 18-year-old?” I laughed. “How old are you?”“32. I was born on Christmas Day 1982. I am the Brown Jesus!”“I was born in July 1983 so you're six.