Tonight was one of those nights, I was so glad to be leaving. I hadn’t been in my bed for nearly two days, let alone managed anything resembling sle...p. I had literally been dragged out by my best friend. She wanted to go meet some guy and wanted my moral support. I think what she really meant was, ‘Please come with me so I don’t look pathetic showing up alone.’ Once she’d disappeared off, after about twenty minutes, I’d found myself trying to have a good time. A few guys tried to dance and talk. Nevada wouldn’t give up on getting him into a position with more responsibility and hours. As much as he was enjoying school, it was wearing him out. He replayed the scene at Maria’s Cantina over and over in his mind trying to figure out what set off Jim. The guy was furious at him as though he had done something to them at that moment. He just couldn’t figure out what he had done.He finished his meal and pushed the plate away, satisfied with the meal. Taking a sip of his tea, he felt much. It was well past midnight and I was still alone. Stamping down my frustration, I got up in search of Nick. He was sitting on the loveseat with his head flung back. I stood watching him for several minutes, not sure if I should approach him. He sat up and leaned over, resting his arms on his legs. I saw his shoulders heave and his hand brush over his eyes and realized he was crying. I was at his side in an instant. ‘Sweetheart,’ I murmured, hugging him. He made a strangled sound deep in his. “Oh my god you can be so dirty sweetheart, I am really going to miss everything about you" Seven said. His lover answered by saying “But I am not gone yet , what if I told you that my asshole wants to be fucked?” Seven couldnt stop himself from smiling wide, and his eager cock was growing harder and harder for his girlfriend. Stacey looked at her lover with a look that was all too familiar for Seven. “Let me get you in the mood again, my dirty fuckhole needs your cock rockhard" She said and.