" You guys are just setting me up to make a fool of myself." No" Carla said, "We would do that if we were asshole guy friends, but we are not, we are ...omen and we are just telling you."So later that week Lisa and I were working on a pair project in the library up until the time they closed which was 2 AM. She lived off campus, as did I, but I offered to walk her home, you know for safety. She thought that was a good idea and we walked to her place. On the way we chatted about all sorts of stuff. I felt her arch up towards me as she moaned relaxing even more. Her legs slightly spread beneath me and I could feel my swollen testicles rubbing against her wetness.I adjusted myself sliding down her legs a bit feeling her spread beneath me more. As I leaned over her both hands on her back and slid them up to her shoulders, my shat slid down her crack and I could feel her wetness dripping against me. As I moved back down her shoulders to her lower back, slowly, both hands on her, the movement. Jason smiled and returned the greeting, offering his teenage daughter a cup of the coffee. Linda shook her head and refused. "Actually," she said, "Karen and I have a problem over at our tent. We're not sure what to do with all the extra things Frank left behind. Do you think we should pack them?" Let me finish this and I'll come take a look at what he left," her father answered.Inwardly, the sexy little strawberry blonde smiled. This was far easier than she thought it would be. Her. He couldn't even remember what he was doing 12minutes ago, let alone 12 hours.So off he went to work. He worked in a large office block in the middleof London, and everywhere he went he kept finding more willies. He evencame upon the occasional testicle or two, but tried to ignore them andact like nothing was happening. Otherwise they'd surely know he wastaking drugs. He paid little attention to anyone around him and justwent about his data inputting work as normal. A zombified twenty-something.