She lets her arms stay locked around him for a second before turning to the door that would lock them away from the real world.Once inside, she stands...next to the door, closing it behind them as he unloads his hands of the champagne onto the little table next to the bed. He turns and makes his way towards her, grabbing her body and pulls her towards him. Their lips find each other naturally and the warmth from their kiss starts to flow.He pushes her back against the closed door and grabs her. Then my hands were clutching at her ass, lifting her off the ground as I pushed her back up against the wall. I was moving my hips up and down, my cock pushing against the slick runway that surrounded her clit. I felt her legs wrap around me, and as our tongues lashed out at one another she whispered, “Please… please…” I pulled my hips back and then thrust back up and inside of her, burying myself to the hilt in a single stroke. “Oh Jesus fucking Christ you have a big cock!” she barked. We. Follow through. You can’t just ‘get something’ and not back it up. Trust me when I say I know where you’re coming from, but it doesn’t matter. We both understand thermodynamics better than anyone in our respective class, but if the math doesn’t back it up, it’s all for naught.” “Yeah, okay.” The bandy kid finally returned after a long sigh. “Work on it, turn it in tomorrow.” The instructor spun to his computer. “Thanks.” The student grabbed the failed work off his desk and dashed to the leaving. Cut off fromeverything they knew.And suffering one hell of a hangover. Finally, Bobbie thought.A monster I can identify with.When the last of the furry menaces had been dispatched, and thesurvivors had gotten away. The boat started to float down the Willametteinto the indigo curtain of night.Tim was a little pale when Bobbie led him outside."You okay?" Just a little bloody." Tim quivered a little."When did you get squeamish? When we watched Braindead..." Brain...? Oh, Dead Alive... hehe." I.