The children were curious; but the rest of them only approached when they wanted to try some weed. One of my bong mates introduced me to the guy who ...ontrolled the squat house, he was known as Tex. Tex was a fat heavily tattooed white guy aged about 40. We all left stoned; and I kissed my friends goodnight before going straight to bed it was 3am in the morning. The next day I struggled to rise from my bed to go to school.It was May, June or July, when the football season was on that the girl. “Do you want to screw me tonight?” she asked. “I thought your head would be full of Sebastian tonight?” “It is, but sometimes men like to re-mark their territory.” “Not this man, Julia. I don't own you, we are just lovers who have a deep respect for each other.” Julia smiled.“Nick, I love you, thank you. My bed still smells of him, and I will be with him in my dreams, and me in his. I guess. I'll see you tomorrow.” My sleeping with Chris had a different dynamic. Julia wanted to know everything,. She had left behind any toys, figuring that a vibrator or dildo would undoubtedly show up on X-ray as some kind of weapon. A discrete little plastic tube of K-Y was tucked in her toilet kit, along with a small enema kit.Lauren had managed to keep the luggage down to a very large suitcase and a large hanging bag. Peter had long experience with business travel and could live out of a single hanging bag; for this trip he added another suitcase. Lauren was carrying a small travel bag as well.Peter. He then nodded in return."Well, I've been seeing Randy at school, but I ... I love Sharon, and it wasn't right to lead Randy on."Alan crossed his forearms but didn't reply."So, we were wondering..." she continued."We?" he interrupted."I mean... I was ... hoping you could help me and your sister out."He frowned at her including Sharon in her arm twisting."I don't want to date other people," she continued. "But people in the sorority and the frats will wonder why I don't date." So ... you want me.