.. with someone new. I mean, we just met Raul today..."Barbara nodded. "I think we should leave it up to them... whether they want to, uh, participate... while you and I make love. But I think it's more important that we return to them afterwards... and express our gratitude." You mean..." said Scott."Right. Fuck their brains out!"Scott and Barbara came into the kitchen where Raul and Teresa were just finishing up."Well?" asked Teresa."We decided we have a counter-proposal," said Scott."Okay,". What’s-her-face was going to have chip in for the good of Hank’s jewels. I snagged her phone number, planning a rendezvous for later that afternoon. At about 2:30 PM, I called and she said that she was home alone and free for the afternoon. She gave me directions to her apartment and told me to bring a pint of whiskey. Here I went, Jim Bean, brown-bagged, in hand, to her apartment, which was a glorified dorm room on campus. I hadn’t ever seen her before and this was in the day before Facebook,. I ended up at Christmas Sunday church. My wife wanted to go so we went. I had to go outside during the music because even with earplugs it was still too loud. I sat in the very back so I wouldn’t cause a disturbance if the preaching got too loud. You know Holy Rollers, if it ain’t loud it ain’t sanctified, lol. The preaching was actually quiet.My wife picks my clothing for important occasions because she knows I don’t give a shit. I noticed she picked a shirt that covered my Heathen Tattoo. I. With the final drops of the second wine bottle being poured out, Zoba was feeling extremely relaxed. She was laying on the couch with her head resting on Jamike's lap and feet on Buchi while they watched the screen change channels since Buchi couldn't find anything interesting to him."I have an early class unlike you two lazy bums. So I'm going to bed." As Buchi began to stand up he lifted Zoba's legs up with him. When he set them back down on the couch he smacked Zoba's ass hard making her cry.