I had to be in Elizabeth's house, and the more I was looking around, the more I realized how big her place was. Her bedroom had tall, large windows t...at were all covered by its curtains and the room was decorated with unknown paintings and drawings. Some were extremely beautiful and breathtaking, some were drawings of insanity and darkness. I heard more footsteps come closer to the door. I look over the windows and jumped out of bed to climb out. Even if this woman gave me the best orgasm of. Her large breasts in my hands, her nipples between my fingers… the doorbell wrung snapping me out of my little fantasy. My heart pounded in my chest as I approached the front door and I was afraid she’d hear it from outside! I remembered once she had told me that not everyone was completely straight, it was just how we decided to express ourselves. This had given me hope that maybe; just maybe she would fall vulnerable to my sleazy outfit tactic. I turned the doorknob and opened the door. She. Peabody."So eight guys walk into a whorehouse..." ... on Halloween..." ... and the madam pours them a drink..." ... on the house..." ... and they all drink a toast to 'C. P. Swallows'..." ... and then leave..." ... without a blowjob, a handjob, or a quick fuck."I look up from my book at Brooke and Sierra. Both girls have expectant looks on their faces, as if they believe they are entitled to an explanation. In their limited experience, nobody gets a free drink at the Purring Kitten unless. He told everyone that he was going to stay and complete his degree and his eligibility at Wisconsin. He could have changed his mind last winter, too. He had a great season. He was second-team All-America and some people thought he might go in the top five picks. That would mean a lot of money. I’m talking he would get a lump of money to make my bank account look like a piggy bank. The team got better, too. They got an invitation to a better bowl game and he played just as well in it.“His dad.