? ?I suppose you want one of the cunts!? ?Language!? ?Oh, fuck off! Find me an Italian who hasn’t said the C word in public. To...ay!? ?More wine?? ?Why the hell do I put up with you?? ?Oh, I dunno. Maybe it’s the two hundred grand Utah I put in your pocket this last year.? ?Utah?? ?UT. Under the Table.? ?So, you want me to go tool shopping?? ?Sure. Surprise me. I’ll look the job offers over and we can meet in a week and decide. I could not believe how good a friend she was to still stand by me and not just send me off to the geek table. Or maybe the slut table, where I probably belonged. We both seemed to stay out of the conversation and I was happy when lunch was over. The hardest scrutiny I felt was from teacher’s eyes, I felt like every teacher, especially the female teachers were looking at me as if I was dirt off their shoes. You know I have to believe a good percentage of my fellow female classmates gave. We've also attracted Blondie's attention; he is looking over his door at the action, running his tongue over his lips again and again. "My turn," I whisper, and reach over the door to pull on Earl's cock. The foreskin is fascinating. He is so hard that the foreskin actually hesitates for a bit before slipping back over his gorgeous cockhead. I decide to speak up a bit, although in the hush of the moment, it almost seems like I'm shouting. "Guys, I'm in the mood for a party and I've got all. I don't know where that ship was, but we moved thousands of miles yesterday in the blink of an eye."We were still on the bed, so all I had to do was close my eyes, move us into dreamspace, and think of Allison. Wherever she was, she had already gone to bed but wasn't asleep yet.I crawled into the big bed in the cabana and called softly, "Allison?"I could see a smile creep onto her face as she snuggled herself into her pillow and closed her eyes. Then she was there, snuggled into my side with.