"While that sounds like a buzzkill, it was exactly where I was coming from. When my thoughts weren't overridden by my sex drive anyway. I agreed, an... said something about needing to go home for a cold shower."We could take a cold shower together...?"So, we did. Except it wasn't cold. We kissed, and touched and lathered each other good. He was in good shape. I was a little soft around the middle, but it didn't seem to bother him. There we were, me slowly stroking his soapy cock with one. " "Why? What do you mean by that," I asked, a littleconfused at his reaction. "Well, that is Diana Kendrow, she is captain of thefield hockey team. Good-looking, sure, but she has a bit of areputatation." Georges looked part conspiratorial when he said that andpart gossip columnist. "A reputation for what?" I persisted. Georges knewwe were too far down the path of this tale to stop now, so as we sat down toeat, he continued. "I know a couple of guys who dated her. According tothem, she demands. "Well...if its ok, we can just wait on you before we go," she mumbled."Alex is nice, but I'd like to go with you too. You paid for us all to goafter all." It's alright," Brian continued on. He gave her a hug and led her intothe kitchen with him. "It shouldn't be long at all."Picking up on social cues was not one of Brian's better skills.Especially, when it came to women.They talked about books while they waited for Adam to return. They bothloved Terry Pratchett. Brian kept giving her books from. Atom had got a robot hard-on from holding max so close! Or so max assumed. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone your secret", Max whispered to Atom. The words came out automatically...The two then wandered in the night, until Max found an old abandoned warehouse. It was for a fabric factory, and inside was still plastered with drapes of soft cotton sheets thrown about in the dark semi-moonlight. They both laid down on their backs and glared up at the almost sky high factory ceiling. The soothing.