"Are you game?" Oh, I really suck at physics," she mumbled. "Perhaps you should find someone better." Nonsense!" I replied. "I am really good at physi...s, but nothing much in history - so that will balance things out and make it fair!"The megawatt smile came back. "I'll be happy to," she said. And that was that. I will agree that she was not a natural around a lab, but she held her own and we got the prac completed and got a fair way with doing the calculations for the report.When school ended I. I did go to prison. I was extradited. Doesn't sound better, does it?" No," admitted Terry."I wound up in a prison in North Dakota, serving a ten year sentence I knew I wouldn't survive. There were already seven men there who belonged to the group I still owed money to. I had a cellmate there who wasn't with that group. The first weird thing I noticed about this guy was that he had a most unusual tattoo on his arm. A yellow elephant.We got to talking, and he realised I had a lot of raw. The guy with the manager was the strangest of all. He just collapsed completely on the floor and couldn’t move. He lived for a bit, but he just died staring at the manager. Took him a couple minutes too. I overheard one of the cops say it looked like the guy was paralyzed. I wanted to go over and kick him, for scaring me so much, but I didn’t.”Linda had been there so she already knew what happened but realized Melody just needed to vent. “Good idea. Kicking dead men probably hurts your toes.. We were both completely hard, my boxers forming a tent over my dick, and his red boxer briefs struggling to contain his boner.“Last layer,” Dylan teased, his sexy voice begging me to pull down my underwear and give him what he wanted. He slid his thumbs into the waist of his underwear and slowly started to slide them down. My eyes followed as his dark trimmed pubes were revealed. He pulled his briefs down a little more, finally allowing his 8” uncut gorgeous cock to spring free.I couldn’t move.