Our tongues fought first in my mouth then in hers, hands moved of their own accord, fingers touched, groped, felt. That kiss lasted a lifetime, but it...was only the beginning. The a****l inside had been uncaged, and wouldn't return to its confines until its lust had been satiated."I am yours," April breathed heavily in my ears, "show me how it feels to be your white slut." Go to the powder room," I instructed, "and bring me back your panties."April wasn't gone very long, and upon her return laid. I was then guided over to the rather large hot tub. The girls had set up candles around it to supplement the feeble emergency lighting. There were glasses of wine and various trays of hors d'oeuvres in sight."Wow, this water is warm." I said as I was helped in."You look like you need a massage. Poor man being stuck in that nasty vent," one of the girls observed correctly.A few of the girls began to massage my neck and shoulders. It did feel great after being in that vent. I could feel nipples. ''In bed, in the kitchen, on the couch, in the common room, it would not matter to me where it was so long as I was with you.'Chet added, 'that goes for any of us. What is it going to be like for us at college, if we all get married as soon as possible, we will be going to college as married men. We will have to find both a college we can all go to and rent a house big enough for all four couples.'Billy added, 'why say big enough, we live here in one bedroom.''I can see Chet's point, if we are. ’ ‘Last week…’ ‘When did that happen?’ He just couldn’t get his head around it. ‘You remember, honey… we went to their house after Clancy’s. You and Riley…’ ********** A week earlier, Friday, May 16th … The bar, filled with the grayish-blue haze of cigarette smoke, stunk with the stale smell of spilled beer and dried sweat. Those still sober enough to care were watching the boxing match. The new television rested proudly on a hastily built shelf. As the black-and-white images lit up the smoke,.