‘Well, you should be.’ He father retorted, continue on. ‘Tally seems to have found a ride home in a taxi. Had you answered your phone, you would...have known this. This is what you get for making such assumptions, Nicholas.’ And then, again, he was scolded but only for two minutes this time before a call from his sergeant forced him to have to hang up. It was a good thing too, since the man was jabbing at some old wounds. Why did he have to bring up his childhood mistakes? He was 31 now. There. My black hair matched my dark Portuguese complexion; faulted only by the blueeyes my mother had gifted me with. "Saint Veronica" was a fine craft, fast as any of the merchantmenships used by those who fled us.... or the ships of the line which hunted us.Bearing four posts and a flying jib, our sail aloft was more than any, andshe flew before the wind, being constructed stoutly of the best-aged woods.Carrying an experienced crew of nearly 120, we outmanned nearly everythingwe hunted; having two. I went to the next stall and found the other side empty. I decided to wait outside in the sunshine till someone hungry looking came along. Only a few minutes later a small man with glasses walked into the bathroom and entered a stall. I waited a few more minutes, looking about to see if I were being watched, then entered the far stall. The cocksucker had entered the closer stall and I was going to let him work. I entered the stall, and dropped my pants. Already my eight inch cock was starting. Follow my lead, and you can make it come true.”They badgered me all the way back to my house, but I wouldn't tell them any more of my plan.- - -We stormed into my loft, wine bottles in hand. Stacy and Allison looked at us in full shock and awe mode.“Hey?” asked Trent. “Where's Meredith?”“Didn’t she text you? She couldn’t come,” answered Allison, rising up off the couch. “Her dad fell and she’s with her parents right now. What are you guys doing here?”I just kissed her for a little while, then.