I had finished a book that I had written covering the period of 1492 (When Columbus sailed the Ocean Blue) to 1892 (a year of no other significance ex...ept the fact that it was the four hundredth anniversary of the beginning date). The title of this book was called appropriately, “The 400 Year War”. One of my hopefully unbiased conclusions was that the conflict was only “accidently” genocidal rather than intentionally designed like so many in the past in different places by other less. " Trisha looked at him, then upand down. She said, "They are clothes, no biggie. Plus, I threw out yourratty running clothes when you moved in. You look cute, enjoy it." Theirfood arrived before he responded. He was starving.As they were finishing up, Trisha rubbing Robert's smooth thigh under thetable. Trisha said, "Damn, I like that your shorts expose more of yoursmoothness." Robert excitedly reacted to Trisha's touch. She got a text,"Oh hun, we need to leave now." Trisha motioned for Robert. He stay there only a second before pulling all the way out. He repeated this for several minutes and then asked how does that feel. I was almost speechless. The sensations, the feeling, the exotic nature of what was going on. Lost in the moment he buried himself all the way and leaned forward with the bend of my legs over his shoulders and began to fuck me slow and deep as he looked me in the eyes. He laced his arms under mine and grabbed the back of my shoulders and started to speed up. . ’ I felt him shiver before I pulled away, turned and walked out of the room, a triumphant smile exposed across my lips. I spent the rest of the day distracted by dirty thoughts. Even in 7th hour, my mind was more focused on Mr. Jacobs than his brother, whose eyes hardly left my body the entire hour. When the bell rang, I practically ran to my locker to grab my things. I thought about stopping by the bathroom to dispose of my panties, but remembered that I never even bothered to put any on this.