Every second seemed like an hour before he came back with my change."You didn't have to do that," I heard Mark's voice over my shoulder as I was takin... the change from the bartender, "I would have paid for your drink."I turned around to see Mark standing there with five of the guys that he had been talking to in the corner."I want you to meet a few of my friends, Rick, Tim, Cliff, Dale and Gene. They have had a little too much to drink so I promised them I would drop them off at Rick's house. Although he lived here in Seattle, that extra access was why he'd only gone home for Thanksgiving dinner, before coming back to campus."Just a little light reading," he replied, just as dryly, dropping the pack on Sarah's desk with a heavy thump."I take it you've heard about our roomies' plans for us tonight?" she asked."I just read about it on a post it note stuck on my door." They didn't even give you a chance to pack a tooth brush?" she asked with feigned shock.Mike smiled ruefully. "Nope.. I was sorry, in a way, but I just thought that if I’d put them in the laundry basket my mum could have asked a few very awkward questions! I never got to know who the boys were who’d soiled my knicks. I had my suspicions but that was as far as it went. I often caught myself looking at some of the boys and thinking ‘Were you one of them?’’So that was the origin of Wendy’s ‘kinkiness’. It explained a lot. Especially, an experience I’d had with her not long into our relationship when I’d asked her. Bree hit me just as I was fixing to give her a particularly large strawberry covered with a lot of whipped crème, it fell from my fingers and it hit below her navel and slid downward, Bree giggled and shivered as it slid downward from the cold sensation of the crème and the contrast of the radiant warmth from the fire on her body.Duke’s eye had tracked the falling berry and did what any other canine would do to go after a treat; he forcefully pushed his large head between the juncture of her.