Worried I would think she was crazy. Me! The person who sent a man off to his death because I loved him so much! I needed to know more about this, tho...gh. Cindi was not supposed to be able to know if he died or not."Why did he not die, Cindi? I don't understand. Explain it to me." Cindi's answer was not what I was expecting."How do you know he died? How could you possibly know? How do you know what highway he was on? What mile marker the accident was at? How do you know he hit a truck? Maybe we. The other three guys came in and tried to be quiet, but I wasn't used to having roommates. I woke up each time one of them came back to the room.Thursday June 11I was up at six, and couldn't get back to sleep. I decided to get my run out of the way. I had mapped out a route to run this morning, which would show me the campus. I tried to be quiet, but I woke Flee."What are you doing up so early?" he asked."Running." Mind if I join you?" I would enjoy the company," I answered.We went out in front. In the quietness of the early morning he could hear the slight squeaking of the chains as they moved within their anchors and the birds moving in the trees and he watched the play of sunlight breaking through the leaves of the tree and splashing onto the deck all around him. He lost track of the time as he let his mind drift. He could remember with an uncanny vividness the touch and smell of Brandi and the sense that though he had slept soundly, he remembered her. He puzzled in his mind, had he. She moaned into me and really sunk her teeth in as I exploded for the third time that night into what was probably the best pushy I’ve ever had. We lay there shaking in our sweat and juices my penis still firmly inside of her. Her body kept sending little quakes of pleasure into her pussy and choking my cock in the best way imaginable. We kissed aand cuddled for an hour before she got off of me and got dressed. My heart sank so fast, I felt guilty for cheating but mostly because it was over..