My hair didn’t seem to be sticking up anywhere. The collar of my short-sleeve button-down shirt was laying perfectly flat. The NIV Bible with the fa...e-leather cover that I received when I was baptized during my junior year of college was in hand. And the fly was zipped on my navy-blue khakis.The door opened, and a vision of loveliness emerged. Lisa was wearing a red ruffled blouse and a black pair of slacks. She carried a women’s study Bible with commentary by an author whose name I vaguely. The test sorta breezed by, I was glad I was a pretty good test taker. All of my struggle was before the exam. Notetaking, reading and studying weren't things I enjoyed or was good at, but I forced myself. Better to suffer outside of the test room than in it. Handing in my paper I headed out, pleased to see some of the physics majors in the class still doing the test. So I was a bit petty, everyone's get some faults.My flight left tomorrow, and I was pretty well packed. I just finished up my. The crowd is more her age, and the clientele a mix of every ethnicity known to man. She starts at the bar, gets herself a Diet Pepsi, as they don’t have Coke. She moves through the crowds, scanning the room for potential candidates. That black guy with the glasses… no, he has a girlfriend, they’re kissing each other tenderly. She walks upstairs, where the dance floor is. It’s packed with people, so she settles for standing against the wall o watch. There’s a group of guys over at the big table. ..well was. My friend David was known for not wearing a cup during practice...in fact during a match with me his cock and balls slipped out and smacked me in the face. I never said anything during it but when the ladies found out what he was packing well he had a pick of the pussies so to speak.. The thing was sometimes at night I would dream of that cock and balls hitting my face and I would wake up with a hard cock standing straight up in my shorts. Of course I let it go from that and kept.