My novels were bloody, masculine battlefield thrillers of the period and had become quite popular, popular enough that I’d settled on that period fo... my writing career and had found a lucrative home at Columbia University.I was so embedded in my fantasies of the Vandals and in imagining plots, characters, and plot twists that I didn’t realize for some time that I wasn’t alone at the table. I had picked such a remote spot in the room that was sectioned off by book shelves so that I usually would. "Don't get Blazer overheated," Alice said. "He's in the show and I want him looking his best."Patti coughed back a laugh. "Okay, Mommy. I'll just show him to Betsy." She knew what her mother meant, and she laughed loudly, running out of the house and racing across the yard to the barn.Betsy's legs were weak, her mind racing around in circles. The taste of Patti's pussy was still in her mouth and she loved it. "Wait for me." She took off down the steps and ran over to join Patti.Patti opened the. “See.” Annalee grinned at Natisha. “Her pussy is soaking my fingers. It's wild.”“Damn,” said Natisha. “That is wild. Being in the Program must be pure sexual heaven for you.”“It's... it's...” I smacked my hand on the table. I was coming closer and closer to an orgasm. This couldn't be happening. My best friend was about to make me cum right here in the middle of the cafeteria.“I could diddle you, Randi!” Teal offered. “Or I could use my cock. I bet that would feel better.”“What do you say?”. I gulped and got nervous. I looked around and saw Adam looking at me, and smiling at me. I looked at him and slowly stood up. "The trees sing as I walk, With every step and sound, Each time we talk, My heart continues to pound. The earth shakes beneath my feet, As your eyes look at me, And your smile is sweet, As your eyes look at me and see, How much I wish you were mine..." I read and looked down. The whole room is silent, and then someone starts clapping. I look up and see Adam, clapping..