They both sat in the back, Shelly taking the opportunity to refer to me as, ‘Geeves,’ so I played the dutiful chauffeur. Bacon, eggs, waffles, ha...h browns and juice crowded our table, as we ate the meal of the semi-hungover and recently sexed — not feeling ill, just depleted. Although, after three rounds, we told the waitress to leave the pitcher of water. The conversation was minimal, generally oriented toward the distribution of condiments, as we focused on refueling. They even had a small. Some were pumping their dicks, some even making out. Corny didn't seem too surprised-but Orla and I were. "Oh, shit," Orla said. "Damn those sexy boys." "Tell me about it," Corny sighed. "Sometimes I wish I ain't lesbian." Guys immediately turned to our attention. Some gaped, and gay guys just rolled their eyes. "So, me, Orla, and Lily are having some fun...who wants to come？ If any of you guys are interested, go to our dorm." Corny was confident. Sure enough, boys immediately packed up and. Another look in the mirror and she saw that she was still smoking hot, even with her naughty bits covered as they were. The funny thing was; with this outfit, everyone would still know that she had piercings. With the tight-fitting shorts and tank top, they were still visible by the nice imprints they made in the fabric of her clothes.Dashing down the stairs again, she went back to her dad in the kitchen and asked him, "Is this better?"Her dad started to smile and said, "Not much, but at least. It was only 04:33, and Dack could barely see the other figure standing across the pad from him. They were wearing the exact same black jumpsuit, carrying the same standard-issue luggage pack and each of them had a pensive look written across their faces. It had been only two hundred days since the whole process had started, and while it felt like this day couldn't have come fast enough, he already felt a longing for his home. The dark skies of Kansas in the early morning roiled with storm.