I began to shake.Violently.There was a soft tap on the door. I tried to resist, but I could not. I was trapped in some horrible spell. 'This is just a...weird dream you are having, ' I told myself as my hand reached for the door handle.I peeped around the crack I had made in the door. Again, there were the five girls, each a different flavour. Still, each held out a six pack of beer. I felt my will crumbling. Then I heard it - the crinkling sound of cellophane packaging, as each moved her left. The sweaty lad stood there in his tight gear. I put the palm of my hand on his little bulge and caressed the tasty sausage that grew there. My other hand found the soaking wet small of his back. We kissed. Our tongues playing as his penis grew. I knelt and yanked his tight shorts down. His teenage erection slapped back against his belly before finding its natural upward angle. I Slobbered all over it with a wet tongue and endless kisses up and down the firm shaft. I licked and tried to suck on. Lady, you're good!" he exclaimed.His seemingly genuine praise was getting through to Jenna. He was the first male she'd met on campus who seemed to know what he was doing, outside her professors and coaches."Thank you," she said demurely, "and you're the Ryan Miller, the basketball team's leading All-American candidate and Academic All-American, I might add." Nobody could ever say Jenna wasn't aware of what was going on around her even when she wasn't a direct participant.He beamed that she. Amy was sitting at one of the tables in the back. The place was fairly busy, but she had picked a table away from most of the crowd. She looked up as I approached, an uncertain smile on her face. "Sorry I'm late," I said as I slid into the seat opposite hers. "How are you?" Pretty good, thank you." So, what's up?" I haven't seen you since June." I know." And you've been actively avoiding me. You don't even call Liz anymore."I shrugged. "As I recall, we broke up. Ending a relationship tends to.