I got to the park that Saturday, saw the guys kicking the ball around, and went up and said hello to Marcus, an older guy I’ve become friends with. ...e has a pretty wife and two little kids who come with him to the park sometimes. His wife always gives me a Gatorade. None of the guys know that I roam the city all week. They think I am normal and they treat me like normal, but we don’t talk about anything besides soccer. Today Marcus asked me how Carlos was doing, but I have not talked to him so. I did not see Caren up close for most of the first semester, but I made it a point to go and enjoy at least a cup of Aunt Louise’s coffee every time I was on campus. I saw Caren across campus several times, and she was always walking with a nice-looking boy. They appeared to be in very animated conversations every time I saw them.One Friday morning after my class on organic chemistry, I stopped for my coffee and she was there. So was the guy, and the conversation was not just animated, it was. She must have felt my penis harden in her cunt as she looked into my eyes and whispered “once more please, but please ejaculate in my vagina”“Right now?”“Yeah.”“Ok!”I pushed my hips forward and my hard penis slipped into her cunt “Ooohh, please! Fuck me hard am gentle ! Fuck me hard” she moaned in lust and pain. “Oh, fuck” I groaned as the thick head of my cock was wetly gripped by her vaginal mouth. I stared down at her hair-covered mound, seeing the red pussy lips stretched wide by my thick. It was polished and golden, awaiting the patina stage next. One wall held a cluster of three of Mavis’s photos, all featuring others of us in her surreal landscape settings.“I want this,” Richard said. He hadn’t moved from in front of the painting of the three girls. “Morgan, since you are Art’s agent, please send me the pricing and terms for acquiring this painting. I want it. That Navaho rug over the fireplace is going to be replaced.” Lily joined her husband and leaned her head against his.