So I shower at night, and it helps me fall asleep. I caught my own gaze in the mirror and I wrinkled my nose. My crystal blue eyes had dark circles un...er them, and my normally pale face had a flushed rosy look that meant I was getting sick. Damnit, the lack of sleep was going to kill me! My new job got me up at 6am and had me gone till 8pm at night, and by the time I got to bed at 11 or so...I was only getting 5 hours of broken sleep. Well, at least it was helping me lose weight. I was always. "Well, I was dating one of them at the time and I cheated on him so they said if I wanted cock, him and his friends would show me who was boss." "And who was boss?" Not me!"We laughed together."So you stopped seeing him? " Well," She said, sweetly. "They made a tape of the incident for the team that they keep on their tour bus and watch sometimes. I got mad that he showed everyone so I dumped him. Anyway, it's cool. He's fucking my ex-best friend now. I'm glad he's happy. Now I'm definitely. There were a surprising number of Central High students, some perhaps regular members, I suppose. Though I recognized a surprising number of Program veterans, who would seem unlikely postulants. I just let my gaze skim by my friends and if they saw me -- which they had to -- they didn't blow their cover by semaphoring wildly. My eye caught Greg over on the left flank and my heart gave a little leap at his quick smile, but nothing more than that. Missy had marshaled the troops and presumably. I wasn’t sure I wanted to watch, and almost stood up to tell her to stop, but then I thought about what it meant to her. She wouldn’t have been doing it if she didn’t want to, so at least I should try to accommodate her. After all, she had often given me fantastic sex, and would likely return the favor by watching me fuck a girl of my choice at some point in the future. I looked over at them; Bambi crouched down on her high-heels wearing her panties and bra, black stockings and a black.