If it has to be together then I guess I could do that but I don't wouldn't want them to be planning something. If Gene or Chris and Roger know what Ch...d is trying I would stay away from them.”I didn't understand “That doesn't make sense.”“Yes it does, I don't want half the fucking campus thinking I would do a gang bang” said my best friend, “Think about it then ask Chad if Gene and the others know what he asked us.”“Us?”“Us. Did you forget I was invited to the party too?”Goddamn her! I called. "Son of a bitch," she whispered. "Goddamn it, you're right. Why haven't I seen that before. Why do I do that... maybe I need a shrink. Damn, now that I look at it, you are right. Maybe I'm a loser too and that's why I choose losers." Wrong, wrong, wrong," John protested, getting to his feet. "First, let me refresh our drinks."While John was refilling their glasses he continued. "You're no loser, don't start that. But you may be right, maybe you should see someone who can help. That may be a. The front was frosted windows then it was nothing but racks and racks of sex stuff. Racks the long way were videos, eight or nine rows of them. Along the three walls were racks of anything three dimensional that in anyway dealt with sex. The back wall was actually a false one, behind it was an arcade of coin operated video booths.I stopped when I saw Brenda down the 3rd aisle. She indeed was wearing a collar, a thick one, at least two inches wide, you could not miss it. And drapped over her. “Holy crap, honey! That boner of yours is quite impressive! Now you have me so-o-o-o hot to have it! I have this maddening urge to feel it in my hands … then to lick it … and suck it for you. And if I please you, will you use it to fuck me? I have this feeling that you can fuck me real good!” With that, she sat quietly for just a couple of seconds, then continued.“Is there somewhere private in your office where we can do it?”“No. Our employees are free to roam anywhere, and my office.