A couple girls had fucked us all and then danced away looking for another hobby. It all left us both horny and cynical. But Landon's suggestion was me... with silence and we all sat still thinking about one or the other of our collective moms and how we would like to fuck her. My favorite was Sammy's. Sammy was a black guy, or African-American if you want to be politically correct, if that is still correct. I cannot keep up and Sammy did not care. We were friends. But his mother was black and. Even the bed in the boat seemed to be getting too small and we had one more than this before the Fun Five left.I wondered what time it was, but I did know it was past sunrise. I had forgotten to reset my watch to local time, so who knew what time it was. Julie didn't even have an alarm clock in the room. As a matter of fact, I didn't remember any clocks anywhere in the house.I heard sounds of construction vehicles in the distance, making me think it was probably after seven if the men were. "I think you should probably take off your jacket," he admonished. "We don't want it to get in the way." Again, as if being controlled by an external force, she slowly undid each snap on her Kansas City Chiefs jacket. When the last one had been undone, she slid it off and tossed it in the back seat."Good girl," Eric said. "Now, take down your jeans and lay yourself across my lap."Beth turned and looked at Misty, as if her roommate could somehow say or do something to stop this from happening.. I was petrified of needles. What was I thinking? Would I even be able to go through with this? I walked into what was supposed to be the best piercing parlor in Manhattan, and my heart rate instantly increased. Even though the place was very clean and bright, it really hit me that I was about to have four needles jabbed through my skin. The man at the front, Emmanuel, greeted me warmly. I tried to keep my voice from rising five octaves. Hi, I said. Id like to get my second and third holes done.