Rather than watch TV, we sat down for a game of Scrabble. Perhaps with Sandy’s help, we could slow him down. I don’t think it shows a lack of mode...ty when I say I am a very smart person, extremely well read with an extensive vocabulary. Sandy is nothing short of brilliant. After the first game Jeff was barred from ever playing Scrabble with us again. We allowed him to join in the conversation, but we were damned if we were going to let him make any more seven-letter, triple-word-score words. He. " But fucking, er, I mean 'boinking'..." That never does it for me." Oh it does for me." said Melissa. "Not every time, of course, but a lot." But him eating you out does? So come on, tell me. What does he do, exactly? Guys have done that to me and it's just been kind of... meh." Uh, ladies, come on now..." I said.Melissa said, "Uh, well, I don't really know. It's not like I take notes. He just... does things. Lots of things. And then I'm gone."Susan turned to me, "So? What's the secret? How. "We walked into my room and locked the door shut, waiting for something to happen.Our fear grew exceptionally when we heard glass shatter downstairs ... I was fucking terrified ...I wasn't sure if it was the same guy but at that point, it didn't matter all I wanted to do was run away when I heard footsteps going upstairs and that's exactly what I did.I opened the window and told Chloe to jump."Are you insane?" Would you rather stay here and probably die or run away from that psycho? It's not. "Folaaaaa!"She blinked furiously him and then glanced at the source of the interruption, turned swiftly and went though the door to heed Mamma. He watched her go and noted that his shorts were was tight with his erection. He stiffly got off the bed and made to his bathroom to pee and shower.The distant afternoon cry of the muezzin wafted through Jide's room and over his bent over form at his table. He stretched his arms high above his head and cracked his knuckles and finished the last few.