.he..uh..can’t grip the soap” I replied. “O.K. Well, he’s getting a sponge bath tonight. I’m not getting in that stall with him” he said a...d left. I never left my room that night and went to sleep early. The next morning I got up to find Will was still there. He decided to take a couple of hours off and take Tim to the doctors to get his bandages off. I was relieved that I didn’t have to be the one to take him. I had been over the events with Tim again and again in my mind. There was no doubt. “Ron’s idea not to deal with Venezuela is good and using Grenada Island is perfect. Tell Artamus he needs to start moving his operation to Grenada and then to Sanctuary and it is a must. Also start to use banks world-wide.“Have Steve and Ron to start all boats to have hydro-generating power including all moving raw material. There is a small floating oil rig in SW Cuba you can buy cheap. Owned by Venezuelaand Artamus can negotiate the deal.“Tell Aaron and Mark to dive and photo to 12 miles out. “I’m not sure I can do it like this.”Brian hesitated with the tip of his 5” boner pushed right up against my asshole. I felt him put his hand between his legs and shift his body a little, and then the tip of his penis began to push straight at my anus.“What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m gonna stick it in,” Brian said.Part of me wanted not to go any further…but part of me didn’t want him to stop.The sunscreen lotion allowed the tip of his penis to slide past my tight anus and open up my asshole.. Everyone was cramping down with their studies. Not much partying. My brain was fried from studying, so I went downstairs to Felecia’s apartment and knocked on the door. She answered the door and smiled. “I could use a break, too. Come on in and we’ll burn one.” She rolled a blunt and lit it up. We took up our usual position on the couch lying opposite ends of each other and smoked her dank. Oh, it was such a relief. “So what are your plans for Thanksgiving?” I asked. “My parents are retired.