Nonetheless, here I was on the bus again, this time northbound to UCSD, to do library research.My immediate plan was to dig up Gillespie's biography -... surely he was in the Directory of American Scholars -- and then read my way through his oeuvre. Yesterday, a variety of human views, today his image on the printed page.Clearly it was my duty. The police were getting nowhere. I had gleaned that much from the Union, where the two-day-old murder had retreated to page 16. There had been no "release. Tom was sliding into me fully in no time. My ass had learned how to open up for him by now and he took full advantage of that fact, essentially fucking me the same way as he had been fucking my wife. "Did you know your husband likes cock up his ass?" "I know he likes it when I reach around and rub his hole during sex," my wife replied. "I had no idea he liked this."After a couple of minutes fucking my ass missionary, he pulled out and told me to bend over. I scrambled to my hands and knees,. .. punk.”I didn’t feel very tough holding it with a shaky left hand though. Pulling it closer to me I was able to get it a lot steadier. I made sure the safety switch was set and put it into a canvas messenger bag I was using since anything heavy tended to pull down the sweats. Lavi had called it my man purse.I figured I would practice firing it outside later. But I went upstairs to find Ji still on the couch, her dress pulled up on her thighs and my thoughts changed direction. Something. That brought a tiny smile to her lips. "Maybe stilts, ... or I could just lean down."She leaned down and kissed me. It was odd, familiar, yet different. We walked up to class together, both of us still nervous around the other. I was more than a little intimidated by her size and obvious strength. She was nervous I would reject her or something. I did my best to hide the nerves I was feeling.When we walked into the room, Vicky spotted us and immediately came over. "Bert you dog! Lisa's off sick.