‘What’ll it be, then? Spaghetti? Soup? Something quick and easy so you can give me the grand tour of your parents’ pad, starting with the hot tu...?’ I was supposed to be answering a question, but the fire-fighter style transportation had awakened a different kind of hunger. I weaved my fingers around James’ belt loops and pulled him close to me, my knees on either side of his hips. ‘Sure, soup,’ I said as I pulled off my T-shirt. ‘As long as you don’t mind putting it on low heat so we can get a. No rage, or dumbness. Just a calculating, warm look, like he was almost a human being. I had to look away before I was drawn into that eye by some magics."So. You're the Chief of these goblins?" Yeh. So wut?" It's voice was deep, like a bass note, and gruff like a bear. It sounded like one of the men I knew, before he died."I want to know how you found us, who you got your information from?" I didn't get it from no one, I seered it. We were taking all the animals for a sacrifice for Mork." (He. The coaches warned us about Sinclair High School. They were coming to C.M.A. with vengeance. Like us, they had won last week's game.Personally, I didn't give a shit! After my emotion-filled weekend, a full day and night of sex with Ann Hastings, her admitting that she wanted me from the moment we met, followed by her accusing me of lying about my age and rejecting me had left me in a state of utter confusion. For the second week in a row, Ann had told me that she'd agreed to meet Richard's. "Put them down here" she said to me indicating a chair off to the side of the room. After I put them down she grabbed a couple of them saying "Have a seat ... I want to show you what I bought".I walked over and sat on the three seater lounger chair, stroking my cock in my shorts as I waited for her to return. My cock was about half-hard when she returned wearing a tight fitting black mini-dress that hugged her figure."Oh wow" I commented as she turned to give me a look at her from all angles..