However, his blonde hair and blue eyes made him attractive none the less. Dominic was the other black man in the village. Like Jonas, he was big and m...scular. A true god among men as he stood there, nursing his erect nine inch dick. Shauna gulped as it twitched slightly when she walked towards the podium. Lastly, there was Liam and Rich who were the complete opposite of one another. Rich was the oldest man in the group, where as Liam was the youngest at nineteen. Liam was surprisingly muscular. These little spoilers offset any lessening of my inferiority complex achieved by growing, eventually to a full six feet. The pimples did not last long, with the proper care and attention, so I entered my second year in reasonable spirits.This year coincided with the craze of the "hambone" and streaking. The hambone consisted of taking off one's clothes at parties, the hotel, the beach or elsewhere, to the encouragement of the audience shouting "get yer gear off". Streaking was a group jog. I picked her up and carried her to the bed, her arms still locked around my neck.You don’t have to be Einstein to figure out the first thing I did was unpin her hair and spread it out in a reddish copper halo on the white silk damask pillow slip. Her tresses, besides being that incredible color, were thick and smelled of the sweetest jasmine.It didn’t take me long to unbutton and remove her dress, and she was cooperative enough when I pulled off her voluminous bloomers. The problem started when. The dealer did throw in a five hundred dollar gift card to Walmart.With that card I bought a sleeping bag, a couple of fishing rods, a .22 Magnum lever action rifle with a scope. The clerk called it a saddle rifle since it had a short barrel.I also bought a .22 single shot bolt action open sight rifle, and of course a short barreled 12 gauge shotgun. The shotgun was an over and under. I had been reading a police novel on the Internet. It seems about the only way to trace a shotgun killing was.