I leaned myself against the wall, listening against the door. I could hear the very recognizable rhythm of skin slapping off of skin. There was the gr...nting and grumbling of words from a male fucking a female whom I could hear panting after every thrust. I rest there in the darkness against the wall, listening to them pound away at each other. The male voice was really deep. The feminine yelps and moans were far away but distinct...and definitely Jessica's! I was cold with fear and adrenaline. Would brandy be all right?”“That sounds so luxurious.”“Not really ... Here.”“Thank you. So much!”“These glasses were designed to serve brandy. Here, before you taste it, sniff it, like this.”“I like it.”“A night with a girl like you calls for brandy. Taste a bit more ... Mmmm. You improve the taste of brandy.”“Professor!”“Warren. You’re not in my class any more. You’re a pretty girl I took to hear music. That’s a date, not a class assignment.”“Warren ... Well, I guess that calling you Warren. "Greg, I'm not so sure, I'm usually right about guys when it comes to being gay or not." Kevin said seriously.I just looked at Kevin. "Well, I suppose it is possible, but why would he be interested in me?" I asked.Then Dan came out and decided he was going to buy the shirt. I had to admit, Dan was pretty hot, he stood about 5' 8" and I would guess weighed in at about 136ish, not much of a six-pack, but that doesn't mean he wasn't cute."You ready to go?" Dan asked as I was in my own little. 00. That was about all it was worth because there was not much that could be salvaged. The engine was ok, but the transmission was toast. Other than a few parts here and there, it was only worth scrap price.Jesus was very glad to get it for that price and he said he would have something drawn out for my stash boxes by Monday. He thought that he could work something up that would work even better but would have to see once he got a very good look at what I had.The rest of the day was kind of.