I just sat there, after I'd written it, reading it over, marvelling at how easy it had been for me to write, and thrilled by how much I now liked what...I'd written. I emailed the poem to my uncle in Nashville, soliciting his opinion of it.Once I'd sent my new poem off, I shut down my laptop and left my dorm room to go looking for Felicia. I planned to stop off at the ATM machine to get myself some extra cash, just in case I found her in time. Finding her proved a lot easier than I had imagined. I climax too soon.’ ‘I used to be that way. Maybe you should let Sarah give you a hand-job first. That should take the edge off and make your cock less sensitive when you have sex.’ ‘How’d you learn all this stuff?’ ‘From my brother. You remember Jim? He’s five years older than me and was in the Army in Europe for a couple years.’ I recalled seeing Jim at school, but he was so many classes ahead of me that we never interacted. Something caught Bill’s eye and he said, ‘Here come the girls.’. She was really special-and so are you! Thanks."Both of us had happy tears in our eyes, as we hugged each other, than kissed tenderly. In minutes, we were working hard to provide her with the baby we wanted so much. In a few minutes more, Sarah was screaming her completion and I was moaning in ecstasy, as I pumped into her hungry womb.The next morning the DEA agent, Norm Johnson, returned my call from Denver. After hearing a short summary of my information, he asked if he could come to see me. I. He got the file and I stood up to leave. He asked me to come to his cabin the next day if I enjoyed this time. And I said okay and I left.And after this I went back to my dorm as all the classes were over. One of my friends quickly noticed the cum stain on my uniform and told me to wash it. I thanked him for telling me and quickly left for the washroom. He was a close friend and so followed me and asked me to tell him what happened. I told him the entire thing and made him promise that he would.