"Might as well. We got a degree in it," Frankie said. "We figured we might as well write something along the lines of 'The Life of a Spoiled Trust Fun... Baby.' So far, all we've done is write in our journals each day while we try to come up with ideas for your show." Well, I hope you've got better ideas than I do. We're supposed to shoot the pilot in two weeks and I'm personally terrified." Don't sweat it, Brian," Chuck said. "We've got your back on this one. I understand the first audience has. As he holds me and fucks me slowly, I feel as though I could be like this with him forever. We change positions several times as we continue to make love and I feel the tension mounting inside him. He’s atop me once more, the missionary position, my legs and heeled feet wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck as I receive him. His breaths are heavier now and his eyes more focused. The frequency of his deep moans alerts me to his on coming orgasm. The perfect rhythmic repetition of his. I'd felt much as I had only a year before, as a senior in middle school, when I'd led the Dirty Dozen out to bring enlightenment to the sexually ignorant masses. Only this time I had a much larger and more experienced army and we were on a much more critical mission -- neutralizing the barbarians that were trying to sabotage The Program. To avoid alerting the enemy we'd kept our plans secret. Even the Program participants presently stripping in the school office didn't know that the cavalry was. He knew that he would now be visible through the door's peephole, but he didn't expect the door to be opened for him anyway.Van Daddock was slumped in front of the big screen television in the first floor family room. Normally he would be in the Pike's fraternity house, close to the USC campus. But his parents were away on vacation, and they had asked him to watch over the house during the holiday weekend.Saying he was freaked out would be a gross understatement.His chest still hurt like a.