”“Ah, but we already--”“Now, Curtis,” His mother hung up and Curtis slumped his shoulders.“Looks like you have to handle Kristi yourself t...night. Try not to let her hospitalize you.”Avery looked through David’s window at Kristi and sized the redhead up with a considering frown.“Smart money’s on David,” She said, reaching over to squeeze David’s thigh, “Thank you for driving me. I’ll see you tomorrow.”“You’re wel--”“Bye, thank you,” Victoria stammered out her interruption at David’s window and. ..too easy...I bent over and at the back of the second cabinet...T for Tests is staring me in the face like my girlfriends pussy on a hot summer night. Okay I’m bi and proud of it.I start the rummage for next Wednesday Biology test. I have the Eureka Moment: too quickly like a footy jock getting too excited near my pussy and premature-ejaculating. I hate wasted sperm.Cheating really should be harder than this: though I get the wet thrill in my knickers as I rub my thighs together...Okay a. Soon they could hear the telltale groaning from Carlos as he hammered it in hard, digging his big hands into Jimmy's hips, sweat pouring off him, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his hard body taut now, poised for pleasure and release. And now Jimmy could feel it, feel the massive cock start to throb and quiver inside him as Carlos went right over the edge. And then... then, for Jimmy, the amazing sensation of Carlos cumming, blasting his load, shooting jet after jet off hot cum deep inside. On day two of my twenty-one day countdown I was in the mess hall for morning chow. Sitting at my table was Sgt. Holmes. I knew that he was from the Chicago area but knew little else about the man. I had heard a few of the troops call him Sgt Homo. I didn’t know what his sexual orientation was, nor did I care. I follow the Don’t ask, don’t tell policy. We were both Cubs fans and talked a little about that. He said that he wanted to catch a game or two when he went home in a couple weeks. I said.