I found myself with my nose pressed up against the window, fogging up with heavy breaths as I gawked at the fine asses and long legs. I loved their po...ytail looks the most. I had a hard on at the time, I checked the time and thought ‘why not?’ I headed towards the PE hallway where the changerooms were located. I was planning on jerking a quick one out in the stalls. I walked in, but was instantly turned off with the smell of sweat, mud, and a sandwich someone thought it would be funny leave in. Was she, Quentin wondered, referring to the over-all size of the negroes or merely their genitalia?Whichever, there was no doubt that Glenda was impressed. Alongside them, looking rather self-satisfied, stood Miss Judith.It was a kind of a small ‘farewell party’ which Quentin had dreamed up. Marisa was passing round the champagne again.“When are you leaving?” asked Miss Judith politely.“Tomorrow morning,” replied Quentin. He smiled and gave the blonde a little bow. “I would like to take this. Her first one that she picks up is a metallic light purple one by the name of Bumblehooves. This particular version of Bumble is an extra large. She admires his color and shape, but decides against him. The next one that catches her eye is an extra large Ika. This particular toy is a tentacle shaped toy complete with a tapered shaft and plenty of suction cups molded into the shaft. Dragon seems to like the weight of this toy and I begin to think that this will be the toy to find its way deep. ” She said to me quietly.“I can’t imagine why. They have no reason to be, I mean other than the lying to me thing.”“They explained it to me. I understand the whole issue. I think that you will too, once you get past the not telling you the truth thing. Actually, the truth is not what you think it is. Why don’t you go upstairs and talk to them?”“Ok. Will you please stay down here and play with the girls? Genevieve is on a roll.”“Really? Not Margaret?”“A day of surprises, huh?”“Oh yeah. Go.”.