According to this one, dated 1980, there's not even a hill here. This is all supposed to be flat, downslope trending west. I wonder when this uplift h...ppened? I need to find this survey reference marker," and he wandered off, muttering.The rest of the crew looked up the valley at the ruined cabin and its assorted junk. They started edging that direction. Not too noticeable, but trending east.The professor called one, "Simone. You stay here. We might need a hand."The professor and I looked at. “Ah I see someone was just so excited they could wait to text their mates about Macbeth”He said very calmly and I quickly hid my phone.The bell went and I suddenly remembered my detention for being late. I was in detention room D which was shit I wanted to go home and wank over my photo of Mr Thomson. I went in wondering who would take me. I was in the room alone staring at the wall thinking of him I went into such a deep fantasy it felt real - Mr Thomson walked in and it was just us... oh. My father, the building's super, had set aside an 8' x 12' storage room for my personal use, complete with a lockable door. It was where Richie and I whacked off. It was also where I raised many types of tropical fish, kept all my books, board games, my stamp collection, and sundry other items.It was furnished, if you could call it that, with 6 fish tanks of varying sizes, a large bookcase, a two-seated settee, two folding chairs, and a table for board game playing. If it matters, the floor was. "Suddenly a knock sounded at the door. My wife slipped away leaving me abit worried about what kind of threesome she was considering."Ma'am, here are your extra towels." I wandered back into the room tosee a gorgeous blonde in a maid suit holding a pile of towels. I hadforgot that my pants were still very tight due to my erection thatseemed to continue to grow. The maid glanced at my pants and she blushedred. I looked over at my wife and I could tell she was very excited. Hernipples strained.