She turned to meet my gaze. Why was she was acting so differently than normal? Less haughty? “What do you want me to do?” she asked.“Kiss me.”...emie didn’t hesitate, leaning her head toward me, her lips pursed.As our lips touched I screamed.I was still screaming as I woke. She was kissing me! I was going to die!“ROWWRRR!”“What ... what... ?” I was in my bed, in a sitting position now. I looked to the side to see the cat -- well, the human woman who had once been a cat -- in a defensive position,. I made another bet. I lost." The forlorn look on Jack's face made Fawn want to comfort him. This betting thing was so bad! If only she could help him.But how?He told her."Look, Fawn. You know Big Jim Franklin? The basketball star?" Sure. Everyone does. He's the reason Eight Mile High School is going to win the state championship. The big game tonight will get us into the finals." She sighed thinking about Big Jim.He earned his nickname--he was big. Almost seven feet tall, in fact. An idle. Jason jacked Lee. Then Brad said to switch. With a groan, Lee complied. He took hold of Jason's cock while Jason handled Brad's prick.Okay, it was only mutual masturbation. They quickly forgot their discomfort and eased into a comfortable horniness...giving a buddy a hand...jacking back and forth...getting hotter and hotter."You guys ready to try sucking?" Brad calmly suggested."Uh," Lee gulped, looking at Jason.Jason gulped. "Uh." I'll start if you'll do it," Brad said.To Lee's surprise,. We decided to go have a few drinks in our hotel lounge (it was 1978) We had 3 or 4 drinks and it doesn't take that much to get me going,there was music so we danced a bit. We went back to our table and there was another drink there for me that we didn't order. I took it and scanned the bar to see where it came from and a tall black man nodded to me and I smiled back. I told Marc and he acknowledged him as well. The music got going again and he walked to our table and asked Marc if I could dance.