"We can't take chances." Maybe we should wait," Priscilla said. "I'll be here for two weeks."Tammy laughed. "She's afraid of your cock, Beauty. Afraid...to play with it and suck it." She rubbed her plump tits into his flank. "God, I'm horny."Priscilla heaved a sigh. She closed and locked the door. Fear and excitement battled inside her.With the door closed and bolted, Tammy danced away from her pet pony. "I'm so damn hot for your cock," she moaned. Swaying, she peeled off her shirt and bra.. "No problem."About fifty kisses, hugs and good-byes later, the girls were sitting on some of their baggage in the back seat and we were headed home.Connie said, "I'm gonna get even with that sonofabitch one day. You wait and see." What sonofabitch is that?" I asked, smiling."The one that ruined my perfectly good bath, that's who!"It was almost four in the morning before we got the girls settled in their rooms and quieted down. Connie and I were sharing the rest of the wine on the couch in the. She didn't want to leave the house."Teresa wryly smiled and shook her head. "She never leaves the house. She never gets out. Did you tell her we wanted both of you to come over?" Yes, I told her. But, she..." he wagged his head again."Hey, Larry," I called out from my seat on the living room sofa."Go join Randy," Teresa said. "I'll fix us all a drink."Her brother watched Teresa as she walked to the kitchen. She was dressed in a short tight skirt and tight blouse. She was gorgeous with her long. Use it as your own, I don'tcare. Just as long as you're not one of Pat Robertson's sheep.And now, with no further ado (unless you like Pat Roberston):The LampAndrew's College Blog; Day 1My parents always told me never to go to sleep without lighting thelamp. It's this small kerosene lamp that's been passed down my familyfrom eldest son to eldest son, dating all the way back to the 1500'swhen my family lived in southern Russia, or so I've been told. There'ssome legend attached to the lamp, but.