Little did Dimitri realize that his words were like music to my ears. Cheekily, I asked if he also liked boys. Grinning, he said that he preferred lad...es, but mischievously added that alcohol could sometimes bend the rules. He left shortly after.At around eight p.m., on Tuesday evening, I heard a knock at my door. Costa called to see how I was settling in. As I moved through to the kitchen to make coffee for us, Costa followed. After switching the kettle on, I turned around and found him. James then stood and said good night as well, leaving Sarah and Kyle alone. She was not the least bit embarrassed by the implication of her mother's comments; in fact, Sarah took Kyle's hand and led him toward the stairway. "She has no idea how right she is."Unlike the urgency of their previous experiences, Kyle was in no hurry to do anything or go anywhere. Once again, he allowed the young Miss James the opportunity to demonstrate her unique ability to fully engulf his manhood without gagging. ? ?No!? He pounced. Juliette clawed at his outstretched arms, drawing blood but breaking off two of her own nails. ?Gyah, you fucking bitch!? he screamed, backing off of her for a single second before surging at her again with renewed ferocity. This time, he succeeded in wrestling her down to the bed. He straddled her with his legs on each side of her waist and his hands gripping her wrists tightly. ?What? Are you going to rape me again, you fucking. Lance grunted ashe pushed the doorbell.Less than a minute later, the door opened to reveal Lance's girlfriendMisty. Like the guys, she was working a zombie theme for her Halloweencostume; unlike them, there was a little more to her costume - sheapparently had become a member of the living dead just aftercheerleading practice, and not only was her clothing relativelypristine, but she had gone light on the prosthetics. Lance approved; itwould be a shame to obscure her pretty face, or her blonde.