* * *September 610:13 pmUCLA- Scott HallRoom 339This is what Hell must be like, Sam Puckett thought as she lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling. S...e had spent the last hour and a half video chatting with Carly where she filled her best friend in on everything that happened at the school so far. She considered leaving out the part about Adams, just because she didn't care to relive that one again, but she couldn't help it, and Carly was always a good friend, and really good at ad-vice.Carly. John and Alexis went to John's house, and with no cars in the driveway, that took it as a sign that they could finally be alone again. John fumbled with his key at the door, and when he finally got it, was pushed inside by Alexis. Alexis led now, pulling John into his bedroom, and shutting the door when John forgot to.John was still half hard, but his dick picked right back up again when Alexis kissed him, pushing his back against the door. As they kissed, John groped her tits. John could. Still holding on she straddled his waist, placing a knee either side of his hips, and pushed his cock into her still soaking slit. She dropped herself onto his pelvis, slowly, savouring each movement. She gently rocked on him, his turgid shaft pressing deeply into her on each bounce, stimulating her G-spot each time. With one hand between her legs, stroking her clit, her moans started again although this time they were intermixed with his grunts. Her undulations became faster and deeper until. ”“The cop wanted the name of the midwife but I said that she had gone back to Central America. I didn’t want to cause her any trouble. And Roger suddenly remembered that he had met Butch one time at the brasserie after I had called you that first time. It was he that told him you were living in Sherwin’s Falls. He had totally forgotten about it and had never told me. How about from your end; nothing new?”Two days later, Françoise Dubeau came back to visit the inn. Megan was at the reception.