**** ‘I can’t believe you’re actually leaving tomorrow.’ Layla said softly. Sloane stopped chewing her pizza to look over to Layla across the ...oom. Tears that brimmed Layla’s hazel eyes, threatened to spill over, as they had frequently during the evening. ‘Not again.’ Sloane sighed, setting her pizza down. They were taking a break from packing up all of Sloane’s stuff that had accumulated in Layla’s room since childhood. ‘It’s not like I’m never coming back. I’ll be back whenever I can.’ ‘You. Ohhh.... Kyle.... Your amazing!... My friend always told me you Latin dudes knew how to do it right!" Adam said watching Kyle's eyes. "MmmHmmm.... Your friend was right... and this ass is just perfect." Kyle said then quickly diving back on his ass. Adam rubbed his hands through Kyle's hair and forced him to tongue him down deeper. The whole room was filled with loud smacks and suck sounds from the very greedy and horny Kyle and light moans and yelps from Adam. Corey was completely unaware any. She rolled out of bed, and looked blearily around her room.Something was off. When she could finally see the waking world clearly, she knew what was wrong. Her room had undergone a makeover. Gone were her grey sheets, her bookshelf and her posters of famous female scientists. In their place was pink sheets, a vanity and posters of models. When she looked more closely at the posters she realized they still depicted the same people as her old posters (Lisa Meitner, Marie Curie, Andrea Ablasser,. Learned my lesson the first time."I didn't really want to talk about breasts with this unusual woman at all, but she had completely disarmed me with her wit and that almost hysterical outburst of laughter. Part of me was curious; I knew it was something I had been ignoring for a long time that I really should learn, but it wasn't like I was ever going to have an idle moment when I would decide to look it up for myself."Fuck it," I breathed. "Okay. What do I have to do?" What? Oh, okay," she.