Sonja had called for reinforcements but didn’t expect them to be here until long after the intruders reached the cellar of the gang house.She had ca...led for two of the agents watching the Hanley property to come in from the north to prevent anyone from escaping back out through the boathouse. While Martine drove, I finished dressing, even managing to insert my ear wick so I could hear Sonja’s running commentary. Larissa, the Brazilian beauty who was the DEA agent here, and Sylvia, were likewise. But she didn’t. She goes on and on about details of late last night, to vivid of details to be made up. Then she shocks the living shit out of me and says, "I hope Zach wasn’t a problem last night." "ZACH! Excuse me. What do you mean?” I reply back. “We ran into Zack last night at one of the clubs.” “He was high on something so the girls and I brought him over here last night.” “I gave him my key and left him at the front door to spend the night.” “He was past out here when I got home, but when. I was right she didn't shave her crotch either. The black curly hair reached almost to her waist and you could bet she couldn't wear a bikini. I lay her back on the bed and ran my fingers thru her bush...wow never seen that much hair … I had watched porn and all the pussies were trimmed or shaven. I looked up and saw her humongous jugs and forgot about hair for awhile. I buried my face between those globes and put my hands on the outside of them and squeezed them around my face then I sucked. My friends and classmates got restless by the end of the rehearsal. Norman Henderson, one of the stoners in our class, decided he needed a cigarette just as we were finishing. He popped it in his mouth, lit up and took a long drag before any of the faculty realized what was going on. The principal dismissed us quickly so he could have a serious talk with Norman. Norman didn't give a damn, so he kept on smoking.It was a stupid thing to do. I wondered what became of him when my friends and I.