I can't believe that tomorrow's the last day of summer vacation, Sean. I'm not ready to go back to school." I'm not either. I could live on summer vac...ation all year long." So, if tomorrow's our last day of freedom, can you come over?" I don't know, Molly. I've got an away game in the morning, and then team practice in the afternoon. I'm going to be pretty wiped out by the end." Too wiped out to see me?" She sounded disappointed, and maybe a little angry."No, no, not too wiped out to see you,. "Because, gnome," I told him, "you ask for it. Ever since I had mercy on you and gave you your first taste of pussy, you've done nothing but moan about how you want a regular girlfriend. But you never do anything serious to go after it. You guys are all such animals. All you really want is a girl's cunt to sink your bone into." That's not fair, sis," Bud answered. "You know I stand up for you." Oh yeah," I said. "Then I'll make a bet with you here and now, Masturbator B." That's Grandmaster B,". I have a strict policy to leave all work sex at work - where it belongs.This one met every requirement. I was depressed at the end of my last relationship, sex starved from months of him seeing another woman, hungry for my old man's cock, and in awe of the athletic build that just walked in: Mr. Jonathon Maxwell. He was a regular client, two kids, a wife, and the youngest football coach the local University had ever seen. He would come in whenever his team had a game against their biggest. The Wasters were now shooting, and the bullets were coming close. Jim moved to his left and fired another snap shot. This time, he could see that he had hit his target, but not badly enough to put him out of the fight. Dammit, it was taking too long to shift his aim with that heavy shotgun. Okay, he had made a mistake, and he should be using his .45.Jim switched weapons, and he heard Jane’s shotgun. She probably missed, too. Jim hoped that she would recognize the problem and switch to her.