Not that I was very interested in food. Friends were very good and rarely a day went by without someone calling, often more than one, but I was going ...owhere. At least, until a few months after the funeral. My neighbour, a motherly lady in her sixties, arrived with a beef casserole one lunch time and made me sit at the kitchen table to eat while she boiled a kettle and made tea."Now, Pete. This has gone on long enough. I'm not saying forget Sally, or stop grieving, but you need to get up and do. Thank you!"There some boos but mostly everyone complied with the officer's order. People started to shuffle to their dorms.Atlas University has always been known as a party school so things get kind of rowdy on the last day of classes based on the years I have been here. There was a party one time on the last day of classes during my freshman year. Some idiots decided to sneak some fireworks onto campus. As soon as the clock struck 9, they set it off. I guess they didn't think things through. The Queen of Hearts kneeled and took Betty's cock in her hand. "I love your big black cock, Betty. I want to suck on it and then I want you to fuck me!" Betty's hot seed blew from the tip of her cock covering Olivia in sperm or more precisely, the calendar picture of Olivia. Betty panted heavily as she came down from her orgasm. The calendar page was dripping with cum. She was going to need a new calendar.After that, Olivia became a favorite source for Betty's masturbatory fantasies, not the. It was covered in her saliva. She smiled as a big drop of saliva fell out her mouth on her new dress.I then reached over to pull open her dress. Her big breast were now exposed in the cold air of the taxi. I saw her eyes were now closed. I moved both of my hands on her big breast. I tugged on her nipples making her moan. I pushed her breast together causing her to moan louder. I then felt her right hand back on my wet cock. She was jacking my cock as I mashed her big breast together. I took her.