"Mr. Kendall, is it just me, or do I see you at a lot of these functions?" You do, Professor," I answered, trying to be non-committal."Are you plannin... to run for office some day Kendall?" I may," I offered. "I definitely plan on living somewhere on the Columbia River, and I do want to be known as more than an athlete by the time I'm done with college." Well, you have the handshake down pat, and you seem earnest enough," the professor said, with the undertones of a silent 'harumph' in it. He. When I see others couples together, I wonder if they have similar bedroom activity. I find it hard to believe that we are the only ones that enjoy this extreme type of role reversal. It's not like that's all we do though. We still frequently have traditional sex. Loving, romantic sex that is quiet and sweet as well as hot, sweaty, hair pulling sex that is loud and rough. Both kinds have their place. I love either. But then there's this other thing that has found it's way into our repertoire. I. They didn't even have the luxury of listening to a radio, because there was only an oblong hole where the auto radio should have been. It was as if the rest of the world had just gone away. Both Karen and Rory were on edge and snapped at each other over even the smallest of things.After several beers and a full pack of cigarettes Karen was even annoyed at Rory's ability to take a leak. He would just unzip his fly, pull out his pecker and let fly. She, on the other hand, was forced to pull down. After a brief moment of awkwardness, Tre thought to take advantage of the moment. "But I gotta say, you're one beautiful woman Rho. To make it even so we dont feel awkward for the rest of the night, I'll show you what I got too" he laughed. He proceeded to unbuckle his belt, she noticed how large the bulge had become, he pulled this drawers off and stood there, her mouth dropped and stood there staring, it must have been at least 9 inches long and looked very thick. Rho walked.