It was a good time to take a break and check out the town. I put a ball gag in Brian's mouth just in case he woke up and tried to yell for help.Fayett...ville, home of the University of Arkansas, is one of the greatest small college towns in America. Plenty of restaurants, bookstores and clubs on the main college drag of Dickson Street (love that street name). While out, i even bought one of those Razorback hog hats that the fans wear to their football games.So, i get back a couple of hours later. The scent of fresh linens, the stillness of the house, the sharp contrast of bright white enveloping her husband’s soft, brown skin – the combined sensations were hypnotic, no doubt aided by the last remnants of sleep floating through her body.She ran two fingertips down Kyle’s side until they met the sheet near his hip. In his sleep, he exhaled a gentle grunt. Becca giggled, beaming at the powerful protector of her family, a tall man wrapped in taught bulk, capable of leaping tall buildings or. How was it?’ ‘Plagiarized. From a Term-papers-R-Us site I’m familiar with.’ Gordon frowned again. ‘I see. And what did you tell her?’ ‘Better luck next time. Nice Birkenstocks, by the way. Love the color.’ ‘Oh?’ she said, blushing. ‘You like them?’ ‘Yes, they’re quite…charming.’ ‘What’s your plan, for Tony, I mean?’ ‘Oh, I think I need to step back and make a little informal assessment of the general state of knowledge I’m dealing with. I’ve made some unwarranted assumptions, I think.’ ‘Oh?. Com . I will surely reply to all your emails. Thanks to your response for my earlier stories. So the story begins :My best friend’s name is riya. We both go to the same college and share the same subjects. We both are very close to each other. One day while returning home in the college bus, she told me one of her stories and asked me to keep it as a secret. I agreed.Riya told me that last night she had sex with a girl. I was astonished and went out of my minds. I asked her if she is a lesbian.