We took turns taking cocks inside us until we realized that the circle surrounding us was growing rather than diminishing and we really needed somethi...ng to drink.The pairs and trios from before now merged into a single multi-headed beast whose limbs were writhing against each other in constant motion with the refreshment table at its center. As we approached, the beast invited us to join with it in a cornucopia of sexual excess.The radical consent clause that I had thought would only lead to. I had to sigh yet again, why not me too. Well it was what it was.My birthday and no party and no visitors. I did have a nice bottle George Dickel Rye, so the evening wouldn’t be a total loss. I toasted in the direction of the Valley. It was almost 9:00 P.M. He was probably fucking her as I toasted. “Have a nice fuck!” I said aloud to their spirits of the night.Just as I took the ceremonial sip, there was a knock, a knock on ‘my’ door! I was sitting near my little table and I almost fell out of. "Any other questions or statements?"The room remained silent. "Okay, go suit up."By prior agreement, Orville stopped Cal, Larry, and Cory from leaving. Then Orville left the room. Once alone with the three young men, I said, "It has been brought to my attention that the three of you think you are tough guys. Was I misled?"Silence."Come on, are you tough or not?" I said."I'm tough," Cory said."Me, too," Larry said."What's this about, Coach?" Cal said.I walked up to Cal and slapped his face, not. Angie moved; looking up at Scott she smiled, one of those sleepy confused smiles. Her hair mussed on one side. Scott smiled at his future wife."What?" Angie asked in a sleepy voice."I love you, that's what." Scott felt the warmth of her smile, a smile that grew the longer he looked at her. "We need to get up. I need go check on a windmill that's been giving me trouble." Angie got up and started for the bathroom, Scott could not believe how beautiful she was. Even more unbelievable was the fact.