Just staring, stoned, frozen. “Umm” I managed as he was leaning a little closer.“Dude,” he said softly, just an inch or two from my face, �...�I can tell exactly what you want,” still deeply staring into me, “Sooo?” he continued softly, and knowingly raising an eyebrow, smiling.I froze for another few seconds, everything was welling up in me. Mark was totally calm, smiling, in control, just staring at me, our bodies now even closer. I was overloaded. I was staring at his awesome cute face, his. I had called her bluff, but Susan responded by edging forward and unloading over my face and upper body. "That was delicious. Can I now show everyone how you like to have me lick your cute little bumhole?" I knew this would make her even angrier, but it was now a contest, which I was determined to win."You disgust me". Susan rose, kicked me in the groin (luckily with bare feet), and fled naked up the stairs into the house, leaving me, in some pain, squirming on the grass.Anne did not know what. “Alan, those are classic symptoms of a brain concussion. I think the shrapnel and the force of the explosion did a lot more damage than you knew,” Tom said.“I was just hanging helplessly while my men were being shot at and killed. A few minutes later as I was trying to land, I tried to prepare for the landing, but my legs wouldn’t work either. I hit the fucking drainage ditch, and think I passed out.”“When I came to, I could hear firing so I knew my platoon was still fighting. I tried to get. Her story was interesting, he remembered her mother disowned her, and she became one of the head honchos for the anti-sex school movement. "It's weird to meet you." Why? Cuz' I'm such a legend?" She smirked and took a bite of the granola bar that she had brought out of her backpack.Her odd erratic personality made him laugh again, "So your name is gonna be in history books." I guess so," she shrugged."How's that feel?" Well, I don't know," she paused for a second, "I'm gonna be known for more.