(Don’t laugh – it was a pressurized canister, and you didn’t want to hit the valve if it was pointing in your own face!) As part of that, we had...to do gas mask training just like in the Army. Even more fun, we had to take a hit with it in the face ourselves! Very unpleasant, and you can’t just wash it off with water. It’s not water soluble, so you need to wash it off with a detergent solution. Washing it off with water simply prolonged the agony.We had a real mix of students. We had three-dozen. She’s usually careful with her language.Sometimes there’s justice in the universe. While we were hashing out Deena’s feelings, her phone rang. I recognized the ringtone. Her mom.“Mom,” she said, punching the phone. “Hi, Mom. I ... we’re on the way home to get my stuff, then Haley’ll drop me off.” Pause. Little whine. “No, Mom, I understand totally. He’s gotta do those things if he wants to get ahead.” Pause. “Okay. Me ‘n’ you tonight. You gonna bring me home in the morning or do you want Dad. I was watching a TV show from the night before on my laptop, when the cell phone played that horrible music. "Hello," I said to the phone number I didn't recognize."Max, it's Jerry. Are you coming to the Club tonight?" he asked."Jerry, I haven't even decided where I'm going to eat tonight. Why?" Mosby won't answer her phone." Call me back in ten minutes," I said. Yes, I was concerned. I had too many friends get into shit because of me. I was always concerned when my friends did the unexpected.. He then asked me to show him my ass, so I laid down across the seat on my left side facing the dash giving him a side view of my right cheek. Sam started getting really worked up now and begged me for more. I slowly rolled onto my belly while pulling my right leg up at the same time which gave him a great view of my ass spread wide. I heard Sam ask if that was a butt plug in my ass and I said yes it is and reached back and started pumping it in and out. That was all Sam could take and I heard.