“Did you get number seventeen?” the kid next to me asked. Seventeen? Was that the bus number? I turned to look at him. “The Geometry problems. N...umber seventeen.” It was Martin, the kid Mrs. Stierwalt suggested we include in our study group. We hadn’t made any overtures yet. I guess we forgot.“Oh. Yeah. You need help? It’s congruence transformations. If you just take each point and map the transformations one at a time, you’ll have the image on the graph,” I said.“I know.”“I thought you wanted. " Any of you seen Prince of Darkness?" Melinda leaned forward, excited. Alicia gave her an exasperated look."That's not one of your tentacle anime, is it?" You wish! No, it's a great old horror film. John Carpenter. There's a 2000 year old book written by Jesus, and when it's translated from Latin and Hebrew it's all mathematical equations and such to prove what the book is saying." Can't believe they left it out of the Apocrypha," Anthony commented. Melinda grinned."Great film! They showed it. He stood in front of me unable to speak, just looking down at my face. I stood up and drifted past him. “I’ll be walking away now, but if you were to follow me, I wouldn't protest.” My heels clipped about ten paces away from him. I exited the lobby by a dividing hallway where the carpet dampened my footsteps, turning back around to look I caught his eyes and shrugged both shoulders, raising my eyebrows invitingly. He followed. He followed a few footsteps behind up three flights of stairs. I. I’ll give you all the money from the pot I just won if you’ll suck my meat for me and get me off.”He was looking down at me, and Sam and Tyrone were watching in anticipation as I pondered Darrell’s offer. I wanted; no needed, to get that money, and I had already degraded myself in front of them, in the worst imaginable way. So, they all looked on in amazement as I raised my head and opened my mouth wide, to take his cock head into my mouth. I was both ashamed of myself, and at the same time.