“Hey, are they punting?” Emily asked as she pointed to the screen.“Oh, shit,” I said, “Yeah that’s right. You have to punt after you get a...safety. But, that doesn’t count. We did a shot for the safety. We shouldn’t have to do another one for the punt, too.”“Rules is rules,” Emily said, playfully. “Don’t be a pussy. Shot!”I was only trying to keep the girls from overdoing it on the Tequila. I knew I could handle it and I didn’t care if Dirk got wasted. “Ok, your majesty,” I said as I picked up. A strong nose - just like her father. She was breathing fast and had a line of perspiration dotting her forehead, and jerkily nodded when he asked her if she was all right. She also didn't move away from his hand which rested on her lower back. And then divine madness took hold of Gus, and despite there being a thirty year difference in their ages and the girl being the daughter of his employer, he softly began kneading her back; while both of them watched the stallion's huge organ pumping in. You lost count of how many times you swatted her ass over your college years.You guys are living in a small apartment complex with few neighbors. You begin your medium-paying job with a shady corporation. You have been working nonstop for your boss, putting in a ridiculous amount of hours. You spent about seventy-five mindless hours of brokering deals for your boss. You lost nights of sex with Amy as she knew you were going to get a huge promotion and get her into her fabulous dream house. Her. . wouldn't that be pathetic? One day in the city reduces me to crying on a bus. Anyway, I'm going to try to look on the bright side—I found an unbelievably cheap grocery store—they weren't hiring, but I picked up some ingredients for dinner. Cooking always cheers me up, and by the looks of it, I might have to take advantage of Steve and Victoria's offer for a little while, so I want to impress them early on! Last thing I'd want to do is feel like a burden.Might write some more tonight,.