You think you've had a thousand yet?"I looked up at him. Was he serious? What kind of question is that? I wasn't sure if I should answer him or if he ...as just trying to be funny. I sat silently trying to figure out if it was a thousand yet."Well?" You really want me to answer that?!" Yea, why not? Is it too many to remember?" I looked down at my lap. Actually it was too many to remember and most were like blurs on a fast moving train. "I think it's safe to say it's been at least a thousand," he. Now Sandra's depravation and all round degradation was such that she would have agreed to cutting her own throat to end all this, so when Tom ordered her to fuck her own arse with the rubber cock she did so without hesitation, although a little gingerly as having had the rubber object literally rammed into her anal ring had made it really painful. Tom sensed what she was doing and demanded she show more interest in getting on with it; Sandra gritted her teeth and increased the speed of her. We both thanked for Uhuru for making such an effort. We had a great time that night, although I noticed that there were times that Uhuru seemed a little uncomfortable as the experience was very new to him.The following week, it was time to think about getting ready to go to college. Jill and I were attending the same university, but we were not in the same program. Jill was continuing her studies towards a Bachelor in Education and I was working toward an engineering diploma. As we were filling. The physical limitations were a work in progress. As I focused on building up stamina, I graduated from slow walking around an indoor track to gentle weight-lifting in the gym.From five-pound weights, I slowly worked my way through the dumbbells, until I could curl a twenty pound dumbbell. That was my limit. Anytime I tried for something heavier I began to experience headaches that did more TO me than the weight training was doing FOR me.Colleen and Rebecca were constant companions. We moved.