Sandy was a sentimental favorite,but nobody expected him to do much, given his long absence fromcompetition surfing. When he made it through the quali...ying heatsand earned a place in the four-man finals by a tenth of a point,record crowds gathered around the colorful tents and pennants onthe beach to witness the event.Ashley had seen Sandy surf many times, but never in conditionslike this. The first time she saw the monstrous waves poundingagainst the reef, she begged him to withdraw from. I then felt more lube being applied to my anal ring and then the spongy, yet firm tip of a hard object pressing against my anus. I relaxed as it felt good and I imagined that it was one of Connie’s many dildos. Soon, it slipped into me and my anal ring was grasping at this object sliding into me. I naturally moaned again. Christine found a nice rhythm and I moaned even more. It's then that Connie lifted just enough off of me to have me look down, between Connie’s open thighs, past her pussy,. New Year’s Day was slightly different, instead of dropping the ball, it rose to the top. Signifying the rise of a New Year.Danny and I discovered by accident we can now move things around, small things right now, like a pen or something small. I was wanting a pen and one came into my hand from a few feet away on my desk as we were setting up a new lighting apparatus for my streams as well as a green screen. We tested how much we could move and lift, and if we could work together on a larger. She reached out and started to twist dials, pushing buttons, figuring out how it functioned with simple trial and error. She was surprised at the power of the water once she learned out how to switch it on, it wasn’t just trickling down but firing out of the shower head with enough force to push it back with the recoil.As she twisted the dial adding heat to the downpouring of water she drew in a soft lungful of air, the tiles of the walls were, to her surprise, changing colour, cycling through.