" Brad said.Whiskey! Perhaps it would help... at least it might dull things a little for her."All right... I'll have a drink!" Charity said with decis...on."It'll help..." It was Brad, again; he put an arm under her shoulders and lifted her to a sitting position. Thrusting the glass into her hand, he slopped cheap bourbon into it. "Sorry... no mixer... no ice... just drink it neat!"She sipped. The fiery liquid burned her throat, and she made a wry face. "UUugh!" Come on... drink it down!" Jeff. As I pass I drop the napkin, seeing it land on your lap, as though the words ‘Follow me’ written on it were intended more for your cock than for you. As I turn the corner I hear your chair scrape the floor and I know your coming, and as you reach the corner I open the door of the ladies room and give you a smile as I disappear inside. A girl on her way out gives us a look of disgust as you reach the door and I drag you inside, but I don’t care now. You open your mouth to speak, but before you. I reach my peak, crashing into it like a cliff dive. I scream ‘Mark. Mark, O Mark’ loudly. I start coming down from the high to feel him shove as deep as possible into me and release his seed. The pulsing of his cock combined with the overwhelmed look on his face causes my body to have mini after shocks. Finally he’s done after what seems like hours. Then my fantasy night with him is shattered as he pulls away, turns his back to me and promptly falls asleep. I gently kiss his shoulder as tears. I left the place thinking to myself ‘God, she talked to me’, though it was just goodbye. So, today is July 18th, 2006 and I still like her. After her party, we had classes for 2 months more, which were really hot (spring was almost over), summer started December 21st, a week after classes were over. Ahead of us were three months of sun, fresh air, no lessons, and free time. Everybody was so happy about it. but me. I’d barely see her during those three months, assuming I was going to be lucky.