Alex was still going to town on my ass and he didn't seem to be slowing down.I wiped my eyes with my hand to clear saliva and cum to get a clearer loo... at alex' muscular body pounding me.Now my mouth was free the moans and mumbling I was doing with Darren's cock in my mouth got replaced with "Fuck yes" "oh my god oh my god" "Yes yes fuck that feels so good"I flopped my head back again as I felt Joel's and Carl's rock hard cocks put in my hands again. They were nice and wet as I went to town. I'd have to wait for the reply -- the elevator blocked my service. But I could wait, I was in an awesome mood, because it was a Thursday. Thursdays used to suck -- they were the worst day of the week; they're near the end of a tiring workweek, and you still have to drag your ass out of bed one more time. But now, though, Thursdays are the best weekday ever. Why? The simple answer: Girl Scouts.My phone didn't beep in response until I sat on the bus. I tapped the face, and brought up the message.. She stood directly in front of him, perhaps three feet away, blocking out all behind her. She held her hand out towards him, an invitation to dance. Jan rose from the log, took the proffered hand and joined in the dance with her, stomping his feet in time with the rhythm while still holding her hand.They spun and twisted, jumped and cavorted while the music entered their beings and demanded the moves of them. Jan laughed in pure joy, as he became part of the dance and, as a couple, they became. .. and before you know it... all will be corsets and cream cheese for all concerned. Or so some of my activist friends believe. The ones who are fighting the good fight for the Rights of the Transgendered. What they fail to take into account, however, is the nature of homosapiens.When we encounter prejudice from whence does it come? From devout Christians, mostly. Now, not all Christians are militant about it... this is because people function on several different levels of their psyche at the.