Coulda been better, I suppose... the first day back was the best part, really." Uhhhm... yeah. I generally find that getting back to school... and the...net feed... is the best thing... however, your, uhhhm, computer wasn't even plugged in... it took me a couple of minutes to figure... out that you had the power cord laying in your box of bathroom stuff..." Ed, this is better than that!" "Oh? Really? Uhmm... the only thing better than computers is sex. You know... oh. Wait. You don't. Scratch. "I'm not going to..." But already theundeniable urges were motivating him. Instead of telling himself hewouldn't take any of those paths, he was already deciding which would bethe least awful. He groaned, "Nooooo."The others laughed at him. Angel put one fingertip under his chin, on asmall dry spot, and made an air kiss. She said, "I'd kiss you on themouth, sweetness, but your lips and tongue are so coated with cream.Just like your tight pussy and delightful rump. You've become a ditzAND. It was very late, and she was tired, in the sense that her body realized that it was time to get some rest, even if her mind was stimulated and firing on all cylinders. Maybe her eyes had played tricks on her, or she'd caught sight out of the corner of her eye of a collection of familiar letters that told her brain she was seeing something that wasn't there.But there it was. In a description of a story. A story called "Desire."She looked at the posting date, only three days earlier. She read. All she knew was that the pipe system was above ground and that sometimes they had to use bottled water and the porta johns that serviced them in emergency situations. They also had a back-up system of ground filtering urine disposals and military style “shitters” that used metal oil barrels to burn off the waste content. It was rudimentary, but it worked in an emergency and was fully approved by the county board of health as reliable.Some of the boys and even a girl had been throwing rocks at.