I looked at the girls and said, "Can we, do you want to?Lorrie said, "You know the answer to that one, you don't have to ask." Misty does not get to b... alone for anything," I said. All the heads nodded.The maintenance crew started bringing in the mats, Homer and Jr. It was amazing how much alike all the college auditoriums were built. The architect must have sold a generic plan to everyone. The mats were down in a half hour. By the time they were finished the Mike's Nursery truck was outside. He liked to strokemy nylon-covered skin. My nipples always responded when he did."Wait, wait, I can't stand it anymore," Victor interrupted my story."You can't stand, what, anymore," I wanted to know."You know there is no such thing as hangover pills," he said,exasperated.My supposed claims of hangover pills affronted his personality. Victorwas a realist. He knew that I did not believe that such a thing existed.Although he was fascinated by my life story so far, the claim that a pillwould erase. On the up side of my dancing about, we now have the attention of most of the women and all the men. I dance around him some more, just for good measure, dodging his fists as he throws punch after punch.Gwen starts yelling at him, making all kinds of a racket. You go girl!, I cheer silently at her.Then, when I feel I have everyone's attention, I let him have a glancing blow so that I can fall down. I might even get a bruise from it. I keep up my dodge by rolling around on the ground, as he. At which point all hell breaks loose and we start making out on the couch in her basement. I begin feeling her MASSIVE tits through her shirt as she slides her hand down my chest and to my cock, which my now is throbbing. She unbuttons my shorts and pulls them down, exposing my cock as she begins to jerk me off faster and faster while we make out. I undo her bra and watch her tits drop out as I squeeze her nipples. By now I am completely naked and she is wearing just her panties, which as I.