"Well, we had this party tonight with your friends, and you always roll your eyes at what I wear. So, I decided to get something cool. I went to the I...od store.How do I put this nicely?"Jeff, you're not cool like other guys. No matter how you dress, nobody's ever going to mistake you for a hip, cool dude."You're cool like Jeff. Nobody else is like Jeff. You know who you are and what's important and you're fine with that. That is cool."Other guys see a standard of what's hot now, in terms of. The cabinetry and flooring were installed, as well as the painting, but I had to go in and wire the PCs and configure the network. There was a help wanted sign on the window that instructed people to leave a resume with the store next door. My plan was to get a bunch of resumes, scour through them, and then arrange a bunch of interviews one day. As I’m configuring a network printer I hear a knock on the glass. Outside is a young black girl in her early twenties. I couldn’t hear what she was. Object. Something called a Martini. Actually, four of them. The waitress brought the drinks over, "This is from the gentlemen at the bar." She pointed them out. They looked like actors out of those college spring break movies. All very handsome 20-something year old guys waving at them. There were a bunch of them, around 7 of 'em. The women all laughed out loud, a reaction of their flattery. "Do they know how old we are? Well, fuck it, it is dark." They laughed even harder at Crystal's comment.. I didn't think it was going to stop. My cock just kept shooting. When it finally DID stop I was shaking all over. I released her head and she looked at me with a look of shock and surprise. She looked incredible. There was a large amount of my cum all over the side of her mouth and on her forehead and eyebrows. And there was some of my cum on her nose and cheek. I can't describe it and I don't know why but she looked so hot. My grandmother sat on her knees and looked around I guess for.