I woke up around two or three am. I put more wood on the fire. I took a a look around and spotted a wolf trying to make his way to us. He was showing ...o fear of the fire. I leaned over and picked up the .270. I took careful aim and shot the wolf just below the jawline blowing his throat wide open he dropped instantly. Two more jumped up and started to run off I aimed and fired dropping one more of them. The third one seemed to realize his friends or pack mates weren't coming . He howled twice. So he applied and was accepted at Stamford. He was leaving for California to make his own mark on his own terms. He had excellent grades with a mind for math and science and he was sure he would succeed. So Charlie Post became C. Chambers Post, oh so proper with three names. The proper Mr. Post dated beautiful coeds at Stanford, but his eyes betrayed his real desires and that was cute slim gay boys. However, he had a hard time overcoming his Irish Cathic guilt. All Sodomites would end up in. I talked with Brooke and Eunice. Eunice and Thornton were making sure all the detail were squared away for Brooke and Will's move to Summerdale. I told them about getting pinned to Pris and about the weekend.Pris called collect. I told her about Will and that I'd talked with Eunice and Thornton. I asked about having a phone put in her room.Pris said, "I checked last tonight. We can't have private phones in our rooms, but I can have a line put in the president's room and a plug in extension base. "What are you doing?" He smiled, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief as I took off my polo shirt and tossed it aside. "Giving you an invitation." I unhooked my bra and let my big round tits spring free, my nipples stiff and swollen, begging for his mouth. "Holy shit!" He extinguished his cigarette and stood, unbuckling his belt and taking out his long, thick cock, which was standing hard and proud and ready for me. I watched him carefully as he grabbed my legs at the crook of each knee and.