As time passes you just learn not to think about it ... but every time you do ... it comes back...”And then she was crying too. And I was hugging he... too. I’m not sure how long we sat there on the floor sobbing out our mutual grief, but in the end, it was me who decided that we should get up.The biggest surprise I got was that the person who’d comforted me, was the same bitchy young cop who’d been taking shots at me since we met.Without that stupid hat and those ridiculous sunglasses, she was. Our death."FUCK!"[[Now you know why this Mark, out of all of us - and there were about a billion five-merged Marks at this time - was chosen as the focus of this autobiography. As a result of his randomly rolling twelve 6s he went on to pioneer our development, as you'll read. The only choice required for this autobiography was which of his thirty two minds to start with, and I chose one who'd had a fairly average time getting to this point.]]We stood there, hanging on to the bench. Unable to. I couldn't help it. The guy Jenny had fucked came down the stairs, doing up his belt and looking pleased with himself. I couldn't blame him. He'd just banged the second hottest girl at the party. A few minutes later, Jenny joined us. The girls all smiled knowingly at her, and she grinned back. She didn't even glance at me. I was dejected for the rest of the night. I didn't even take any of the girls to the spare room. I got a bit drunk and groped a few of them, and when the dancing and music. She climbed onto the bed and sat on my thighs, again sheplayed with my cock with her right hand. I looked out aslit of my left eye and could see her left hand wasplaying with herself. She raised herself up andcontinued to masturbate herself. I kept my eyes closed,it was so hot, then she started rubbing her vaginaagainst my cock while she masturbated herself.She stopped and positioned herself over my cock, I couldfeel her wetness against my tip, she gently ease up anddown on the tip, every now.